i am back after my nice vacation in san diego.
im still a bit in shell shock that its over, it *flew* by. one of the best vacations ive ever had. the comic convention was fantastic, and i got my hands on some really fantastic stuff. but i was honestly more impressed with san diego. to start off with, the hotel jessi and i were in was simply amazing. i got to see the pacific for the first time, found there were few to no bugs in san diego (certainly not like there are in texas), and the weather.. just.. wow. i got to kayak and see some seals, paddled up to a leviathon of a pelican (who looked at me and winked, im sure.), and i found the pacific to be nice, cold and refreshing. a little bit of surfing with a random newly made friend. my right knee is burned, which is odd because i put lots of sun screen on my legs. i have a funny tan on my face, due to the aviator sunglasses i wore all week. so much fun i can hardly see straight.
but to be sure, i was very glad to see the open space of texas. california was nice, but texas, the open air, and less people is definately home.
and if going to san diego wasnt enough, my birthday is in 3 days, on july 30! ill be 21, can you believe it? it seems so monumental, but its really not, since i dont drink. but its a neat number anyways... maybe i can get rid of my lame vertical texas licence now... get an updated horizontal one, that will actually look like me.
i still want to marry a cowboy.
Listening to: "mother's journey" - goodbye lenin soundtrack