Wtf is with celebrities dropping like flies when I was gone? xD

Michael Jackson, a Charlie's Angel...that really obnoxious oxy-clean guy....etc..

Rest in peace, oh gods of pop culture.

But man. Sedona was NICE. So laid-back and peaceful...and warm. It really was a dry heat. It makes my funkytown look all harsh, cold, and full of nutjobs. It's like your obnoxious spouse; you miss them when they're gone, don't want them when they're there.

But man. I got EFFED UP in Arizona. Lots of ROCK. No sand. I bruised my pelvis, popped my kneecap, got a giant GASH on the bottom of my foot, and had a rusty lawn chair IMPLODE under me, earning me a new wrist scar to match my kitty claws...but besides the CONSTANT INJURY it was lovely.

As for Vegas....ehhh.........not my speed. Lots of projectile vomit. I prefer hippies over drunken college sluts.

I think i'll adjust to the ghettofabulousness of it all after about a week or two.

And on a side note, no offense guys but JESUS CHRIST YOU WRITE TOO MANY JOURNALS

I checked for like 2 minutes a few days back, deleted about 20, and I still have 80. You guys suck. But I still love you.

Seacrest out~!