nomad'z land

el fin de mis dos semanas en mexico y tambien el fin de mis veintes!! manana voy a ser treinta anos!!! hmm a donde empezar..

okay escuela.
im pretty sad to not be in san miguel de allende anymore. but all i need is a plane ticket and im there, so whatevs. no todo es perdido. ill have to upload pictures later since my phone to laptop connecty cable thing is no longer in existence. i think i left off recapping wednesday. thursday mayra and i failed to make it to spin class, a first! todo bien. ladida, great workshop day. oh! you know whats funny, and i may or may not have mentioned this, but every morning mayra lizvet and i would take a cab to the school where we’d do therapy. ahahahhahhaha so lazy. d was talking about how it felt like we were in the amazing race hahahah. anyhoo despues la clase, it was a little rainy, which made me want to stay in and work out and listen to old school music which is what we did! sharee and i ventured out so she could take fotos of me with her awesome 70s nikon. shes so pro, and i adore the shit out of her! we somehow ended up back at rosewood, exploring and getting stuck there due to the rain, which turned into our birthday dinner (shes july 1). oh my god. best meal EVER. EVER!!!!! last year this place was rated the best restaurant in all of mexico. id vouch for dat shit. we felt as though we’d never eaten before, it was that good. then the waiter surprised us with cake on this heavy ass rock slab that said “happy birthday” haha we were so in awe. the stone was so cold. that sounds metaphoric. yet its literal as literal can be.

entonces friday. viernes. oh last day so sad!! yet so wonderful. we started our day off doing therapy with our groups, focusing on goodbyes and all that. guess what, i cried! it was a good feeling. theres a line between crying in front of the people youre helping (ie they know that your life has been touched by them) and sobbing uncontrollably (ie they get freaked out cause they feel like they have to comfort you). i stayed well within the correct boundaries. we were handing out little tokens of love we’d made for them, so when it came my turn i just let it out. theres another way to connect when language is barrier, tears!!!! i just had an idea. im feeling muy creative these days, thanks to my art therapist homies and our time in mexico. fake art school ftw. anyway. we all made murals which went into a bigger mural which will hang in the instituto. what a fantastic experience. ivonne, our translator therapist, later said during our group meeting (and i have to say i love the way they translate their language into english, comes out way cooler) that it was nice for me to cry, because i appear “cool” but the tears showed my “sensitivity.” haha. entonces a little celebration at the teacher house followed by major shopping with lizvet. we have such issues. if there ever were a drug that i were addicted to it would be shopping. i get a crazed look in my eyes for sure. also feel my blood pressure rise, no bueno. we made it back to our hotel and to our last supper with the rest of the crew at la cocina about 30 minutes late, whoops! then to rosewood for the third time in three days for a drink on the roof. i had a shot of tequila, yikes. met up with everyone at a rooftop bar which was magical with all the old buildings in sight, all lit up. it was like that scene in monte carlo starring selena gomez. asodfihasodifhasoidfhasodihf. anyway the scene where one of the girls was partying on some rooftop and she was just in heaven. im shaking my head too no precupes. fantastic time, then got sucked into a bar on the way home with lizvet and naomi cause we saw popcorn inside the bar. had a few more tequila shots YUCK. bad idea! slept for an hour then lorena and i were off to the airport which was 1.5 hours away. we somehow made it onto our flights, and arrived back in la where i started feeling reeeeal hungover. hahahahah. slept alllll day and now im recovered from that but not from missing mexico. boo hoo. oh one funny thing. i was sitting next to a lady who was waiting for her teenage daughter to board. the daughter came on and was kind of giving the mom attitude, and the mom goes “i love my daughter, i love my daughter, i love my daughter” hahahhaa i go “is that your mantra” and she was like yes it has to be sometimes. hahhahahahha.

now about my birthday tomorrow.
today is the last day of my 20s. ive totally been having random flashbacks all day to different places in my 20s. it makes me smile and also cringe, and also want to go back in time to that version of me to give past me a hug and say “itll be okay pal, enjoy life. youll figure it out eventually.” oh memories. this is the part where my eyes glaze over as i stare off into the distance with an occasional chuckle. how far weve come, self and all the voices in my head! oh i went all glazey and distant again. so long, farewell 20s!

are you kidding me. this got erased. boo. this was from wednesday. great day of work, followed by the best churro of life (filled with leche), then shopping/fotoshoot, two bottles of wine at rosewood rooftop overlooking the city, and ending with a sleepover!

pictures are out of order per no me importa.

hola! all i remember from yesterday is shopping shopping shopping with d at the best store ever. it was almost a spiritual experience. then a lovely dindin despues. now im awake and fmling it. tal vez my priorities are off. partying then escuela/field work. esta bien. tres mas dias 😦 soy muy triste.

yesterday we started our field work! holy translationville. adds a whole other dimension to things, and im sure much is lost in translation, but its been going well. im just so tired. i am cramming so much into my days and nights. we all are. partying at night doesnt stop us from making it in the mornings, and our work in the mornings definitely doesnt stop our night raging. it was chauneys bday, so we embarrassed her all day with love and pinatas and shit. bday dinner last night was so nice! i also came up with a concept for a photography exhibit. ya gonna love it!!! okay im gonna nap before supervision which i have mixed feelings about aka i dont wanna go. at all. EEEEKKK THIS IS THE LAST WEEK OF MY 20s!!!!!!! i have to live it up so hard. i already am so ill go harder. im rejuvenated. ttfn

today today. so tired. so so soo tired. woke up earlier than i wanted to, but esta bien. late breakfast with my late night counterparts, then we went to the hot springs. it was cool, lots of potential, but crowded and kids were there which is like meh. it was pretty neat inside. how can i explain it. ummm so its like a forest. there are lakes and shit. and pools. its all spread out haphazardly. then there are these white half domes sticking out of the ground. very x-filesish. so you walk into them through a narrow corridor and down three or four steps (the second you walk in youre in ankle deep water), and thar she blows! when you walk down the water is about chest high. and its hot! and steamy! the first dome we went into was beautiful, it had holes in the ceiling and the sunlight was shining in and it was misty in there from the steam so you could see it all mixing together. then they had flowing water so you could stand under and get massaged. another one had a rounded glass tile ceiling. it reminded me of the castle ramsey and i went to in lebanon, and how it was in ruins, but this seems what it woulda been like back in the day. anyway none of us were able to stay there forevs, so we were like great, we did that, lets dip out. we laid in the sun for a bit which totally zapped the remainder of our energy, then we went for seafoody stuff close to our hotel. last thing on the agenda for today was a meeting with our teachers for our field work this week. well be working in groups of three or four, meeting with groups of about six. my team is naomi and aubrey, and were working with the life transition group. well see how it goes!! ellos no hablan ingles, y nuestra espanol es no bueno. we have a translator, but you know how the movie title goes. lost in translation. and im sad again im out of here in six days. i still need to SHOP but its probably best if i dont. im done, goodnight world.

that sums up my saturday. lord have mercy. i am in bed so sore. i will start from the beginning. yesterday morning, naomi tara kate erica christine and i set out to see about some pyramids. we got picked up by the real indiana jones, an archaeologist from baton rouge. he took us about 15 minutes away or so outside of the city to the canada de la virgen (google it), which was dope. i love ruins. too much interesting shit to write down here, but thats what wikipedia is for. coolest thing is that it probably was a matriarchal society, with women warriors and all, which was virtually unheard of in those days in that area. the grounds were untouched except for excavating it, like no hotels or restaurants or anything nearby. oh shit i just realized i have less than a week left. oh no im so sad. okay im over it. so after the archaeological site, we had a meal which was the BOMB, home made for realz.

HORSES!!!!! caballos!!!!! we embarked on a four hour horseback ride into coyote canyon (thats the name), through superleafy canyons, down to the river, and up to the cliffs. sooooo beautiful. im never gonna get over it. it was so much fun. my horse’s name was Orgullo, which means Pride. i feel we had a solid connection. i gave him a lot of love and in return he did not buck me off or scare the shit out of me. christine had to change horses during the first gallop cause her horse was not having it. so she was scarred from galloping the rest of the time. we had three opportunities to gallop. holy fuckballs. trotting is one thing. the galloping was just CRAZY. my hands are sweating thinking about it. it was exhilarating and scary as fuck. we didnt gallop for long, and luckily orgullo was good about stopping the moment i wanted him to, but jesus christ. fuck i cant explain it!! help. ive just never experienced anything like it. i was so scared i was going to fall off. i think at one point on my second gallop i started leaning over to the left so i had to stop. i was definitely holding on for dear life. you just feel so one with nature and animals and shit. its wild man. and the wind. you feel it in a different way. horses are fucking cool. i want one so bad. hahahhahah. i cant stop thinking about the galloping now. its frightening and also the best thing in the world. cause youre putting your trust in this animal that you cant communicate with, and you never know when animals are just going to turn on you, even the tamest ones. okay ill stop talking about it. maybe. anyway it was just crazy breathtaking, the views. i was like IS THIS REAL LIFE!!!!??? also my bottom area hurt like a mofo. also my right knee. when we stopped for a break, the head cowboy got off his horse and was all bowlegged and i laughed, then i got off my horse and was like oh i get it. hahaha. i quickly learned how to hold my body when descending and all that, but im still sore obvs cause im not a caballera. duh. although i want to be one now. hence the hat i bought. getting into character you know. so we went down to the river. hahahahhhahahha. holy soggy shoes. it was awesome though. i kept worrying my horse would lose its footing and we would just be washed away, but we were fine. at one point kates horse lost its footing and almost fell over. hahahhahahahahha. luckily it did not. umm what else. oh then we went up to the cliffs, sooooo tall. we were on this one point that jutted out and it was just enough room for one horse, and orgullo did not want to stay there. fine with me orgullo! one of the cowboys lassoed me, and orgullo started trotting and i was like oh shit im going to die. but i remembered i have the reins so i used em and orgullo halted. were gonna get more pics later from the head caballera later this week, so ill post em when i get em. those will be epic as fuck. the horseback riding was one of my favorite experiences of my life, for sure. it was perfect.

aaaaand then the drag queens. a bunch of us went out to a drag show, which was supposed to start at 11, and were learning that mexican time means like wayyyyy delayed. we got there at 9 and started drinking and tearing up the dance floor which was lots of fun cause it was just us dancing for two hours. they were playing all the songs that should be on a Hits from the 90’s and 2000’s mix cd or whateva. every song was met with “ohhhhh shittttt!!!” hahahha. also the setting of this place was straight up promcoming or something. amazing. i never had a prom so this was perfect. you know how im always wanting to prom it up. side note, im also over heels. ive been wearing flats for like dayyyyyys and i cant imagine why i was trying to wear heels all the time at home. fuck that. not conducive for dancing especially with my bum knee. i cant gets down with that shit. ok so there were five drag queens and one major drag queen mc. i think she was super vulgar but i couldnt understand much of anything. it was too loud for mayra to translate anyway. asodfhaosidhfoasfoif and at the end when they announced the winner they lit fireworks in the motherfucker. ahahhahahahahahhah. i had a flashback to the jackson family american dream movie with michaels head catching on fire. so that was that, then mayra aubrey brian and i got tacos upon tacos upon tacos which was so amazing, then we headed home at 3am eek! why am i awake at 10. fml. hot springs today!!!! wheeeeee. i want to shop, major hankering.

i. am. so. tired. somehow d mayra lily and i made it to spin five hours after we crashed out from partying hard. oh it hurt so bad. i really am dying to know why they dont make bicycle chairs more comfortable. it doesnt make any sense to me at all. i was dunzo all day. alllllll day. also it was our last day of classes, since next week is strictly field work. emotional as usual. tal vez im too cansada to write about it, but its good. prompts a lot of thoughts, two of which stood out to me in particular. 1) learning to have faith in the safety that is there. 2) being honest; letting others be honest; and being honest when other people’s honesty hurts your feelings. i learn a lot from other people’s vulnerability and ability to speak so freely about their shit. i am not there. im learning about my openness/lack of openness. muy interesantes. its a funny feeling in the chest. oh god im so tired. its raining and i saw the most blinding lightning ive ever seen on the way home from the teacher party. gracias a dios esta viernes. pero manana i cant really sleep in since were heading out to piramides y caballo riding or somethin! okay im dead now ttfn.

es muy divertido. i just returned from a ladies night at a rooftop bar next door. i worry im having too much fun here. today we worked on twerking. im learning a dance. its pretty dope. well be the first lmu art therapy dance crew/a cappella group ever. yesterday was my day off from partying. i stayed in, skyped with boodle, and read and stuff. i could hear dance parties going on en los otro cuartos, which made me smile. today the day seemed sooooooo long. OH! hoy, well ayer, es mi padres anniversario! treintiseis anos!! que impresivo ;D pero porque no, ellos encanta con al otro, y tambien para siempre. ummm. today i painted. it was so relaxing. also had a meeting for my segundo ano research project, which is a lot clearer so thats great, but its still a ton of work due august 15 which is EEK. oh wellz. hopefully plane rides will take care of a lot. definitely not the plane ride home from mexico if it goes the way its been aka partying every night. i love college. this totally makes up for it. every day i have a different bootcamp class that i hold. its gives me a sense of purpose, truly. oh!!! this morning. holy crapola. SPINNING CLASS. first of all, spinning class en espanol is really something else. second of all, my lady bones are hurting, as are lily’s, daniela’s, y mayra’s. but we persevered. and we begin anew en cinco horas. eeksicles. spent a lot of time apres (thats french for after) escuela hanging out in the room, having an impromptu dance/twerk party, then naomi daniela and i went out for tacos then bebidas. okay best tacos every for like 8 pesos each. i cant even calculate. okay i googled it. 61 cents. i had 3 and a coke. holy spice. then we went to this rooftop bar which we overtook, and imposed our own playlist. lily mayra y sharee met us up. best line of the night was daniela “come se dice ‘shots’?” asodfihaoishfoaisfhoshdfaiohds. y bartender dice “umm, shots.” hahhahahhahahhhaha. we closed down the bar, not that there were other people there except for like two creepy men proximo de terminado. so thats how my night went. now im sticky and ready por sueno porque yo voy a abrir mis ojos en cinco horas y veinte minutos. tomorrow is FRIDAYYYYYY thank god. i thought we were burned out. big plans for the weekend aka way more partying. manana despues de la clase nosotros vamos a casa de las profesoras para fiesta. byob. AAF. cant remember what that means but maybe i will tomorrow. ttfn.

hola. ive had dos mojitos which had more alcohol than last night’s three margaritas. so esta bien. umm going in order. this morning i went running with mayra por treinte minutos. holy lungfest. we are up high nighlies. lungs were burning but it was good. entonces desayunos. oh man. breakfast is included. todo los dias theres huevos y frijoles. y oatmeal and cereal and frutas. but the sweet bread changes. yesterday was pancakes, meh, today was this BOMB ASS cinnamon bread little thingies. holy cow. muy delicioso. um class. oh boy. we are en la clase para nueve en la manana a cinco  (o menos) en la tarde. con una hora para almuerzo y una otra hora para clase de espanol. la primera clase hoy era bueno. its family art therapy. michael and i made a car out of sticks and glue guns which we got really excited about. el coche was por nuestra “familia.”  anyway. we should make toy cars. real primitive style. and sell them $$$$$$.

um so spanish class was not as painful on the brain as yesterday, thank god. tal vez i was just more prepared for it. pretty much only becky will understand or care to read this, hola! y la nuestra wolves tambien, hola te quiero! sorry boodle love you are you reading this? hi. anyway so we conjugated hella verbs today. the spanish is coming back to me like celine dion in that one music video from like 1997, holler. our second class which was multicultural something or other was cool, but i realize that i just dont feel safe to share my deepest shiz with everyone. or perhaps im lazy. i dont particularly care at this juncture. my therapist says i am not as vulnerable as i think i am. in this moment im fine with that.

next point. proximo punto. i was just soooo tired and dunzo by the end of class. entonces se fue a piscina. laid out for a while, worked out. HERES A BIG ONE. thats what she said. no really heres a big’un. i was leaving to my room to finish my workout, and i said something about being lazy, and naomi said something to the effect of “um, lazy is the last word id use to describe you” which was met with “mmhmm”s and nods of agreement. and i totally was like QUEEE???? cause i am so used to being regarded as lazy for some reason. so to hear that i am thought of as so not lazy just made my life. very interesANTE. no es “interesamos” pero interesante. for realz though interesting no?

entonces comida con naomi y michael/miguel at some dope place with awesome decor and i want my abode to look like that. tummy feelin a little un-irie but itll be okay. i feel im forgetting something. oh! we went through the secret tunnel under our hotel. scary as fuck. we were holding on to each other and screaming. well michael wasnt. liquid courage you know what im sayin?? hasta manana muchachos! ps i reallyyyyyyy love being here. this is my chance at condensed study abroad that i was too chickenshit to even think about in college. this hardly feels like school. basically this is vacation. and we get our mental health and productivity en la dia, y mi ejercisio, so im all set babies! holleration. TODB. (thats for jason patrick bowman, do you hear me??)

just kidding there is no hit list. no es hit list. just got back from dinner and drinks con mis hombres. we went to a nice ass place and i had tres bebidas y comida para veinte dolares, whatttt. and we are in touristy area which is even mas whattttt. lorena just told me theres a nina fantasma in this hotel. GREAT. a CHILD GHOST. a little girl. ugh. anyway great way to start this trip!!! i love it. i already dont wanna leave but i dont wanna jinx it so i will say that i absolutely hate it it sucks. on the realz, this does not feel like school. ill let you know tomorrow though if it starts getting hella escuela. i rhymed. my freestyle session paid off, thanks boodle! miss you if youre reading this HI. buenos noches! off to lie in bed and watch this terrible movie with lorena starring djimon honsou and a bunch of cheap asian trix. oh and kevin bacon. jesus christ. i almost said jesus chrust. JESUS CRUST. idea. im going to make and sell sandwiches in the shape of holy people and it will be called JESUS CRUST. asodfihasoifoasidfhasfohi YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST. tu escuche aqui primero!!! COPYRIGHT. consider this my copyright, me mentally screaming/typing it in caps with lots of exclamation points. exclamation puntos. mi espanol es mucho bueno. im actually extremely sober. anyway i was going to say we watch this shit for the subtitles. i learn so much espanol/other languages this way. wow im having a hard time spelling. i learned a lot of bahasa watching that witch movie with nicole kidman and sandra bullock cause of the subtitles. loved that movie. god i hate movies with asian whores in it. okay gonna do work for WORK like a productive person even though im on vacation in summer school immersion. ttfn! ps lucky you three getting two blogs in one day.

pps i seriously lost all of my brain juice in my spanish class today. WOW. have not used brain that hard in a long time. i was litherally getting a headache. i could totally feel the neural pathways struggling yo. pero esta bien porque ahora yo puedo communicado con vendadora en el mercado para la ropa o comida.

hola! estoy aqui en san miguel de allende. y esta muy bien!!!!! me encanta. okay thats enough espanol. so i arrived in leon yesterday afternoon from the road by way of chicago then dallas. short trip, and it was such a beautiful drive, well what i was awake for. i willed myself to unconsciousness once this creeper on my shuttle said “youre cute where are you from” EYE ROLL. yucky line bro. anywayz. it was an hour drive from bjx here to san miguel. such a cute town!! very euro. i think. not like im a european expert or whateva. went to dinner with chauney and christine, then came back took some nyquil and knocked out. sleep was soooo good. going out for drinkys!! ttfn more manana. hasta luego!!

im deep in mexico, ive had 1.5 beers and some nyquil so forgive me padre nuestro. ohhhhhhhhh i am so stoked to stay put for TWO WHOLE WEEKS. yes it is my decision to fly all over the goddamn place but whatev. whoop there it is.

i flew into chicago on wednesday early morning. a whopping 36 hours at home or somethang. never hung out in chitown! j is bumlegged though so we didnt do much. no naperville tour this time. ladida, worked out with sonna twice in 8 hours cause we are cray and obsessed and insaaaaaane. next day show, got to meet most of sandra deeeeee wheeeeee! stoked bro. lotsa fun to meet js homies, i was a little nervies cause theyve known him for like 25 years longer than ive been alive hahhahhahahaahh im an ass just kiddin. but a long time. uh oh im starting to fade. had to change busses cause brucesky killed the top under a bridge which is gangster but also not good if it rains.

next day was in minneapolis at the basilica block party which was in front of an old church. real pretttay. i dont really remember. saw eric hutchinson whos dope thanks to pandora. ummm. oh hilaaaaaaarious night. i died laughing a few times. j hoss and i were just on it. esp hoss. so funny. hot tub time machine 2. killllllll. we hot boxed the muthafuckin portable dressing room.

then to des moines for a bit, where j and i rode these super cool bicycles that happened to have throttle!!! now im ready to ride scootscoot in indo for realz. so much fun i want one so bad. only $2900. birthday present pleaseeeeee somebody. then flew into chicago, steve picked me up and i got a second dose of sandra dee days! hung with steve angie and geoff, watched geoff gig it at beer house, hung out some more, then slept for an entire hour before getting up to go to the airport for my flight to mexico! ohhhh lordy trouble so hard. im so out of it. how am i so capable of writing dopely then like this. laziness. ttfn.

only three weekends into tour. crikey mate. four weekends left, but i will be in mexicooooo for two weeks so wheeeeee! blah blah blah thursday, friday flew to vegas to albuquerque, took a shuttle to santa fe, relaxed by the pool and waited for j to arrive! ratchet fourth of july party in the parking lot by the buses cordoned off with caution tape. very sweet but we only stayed 15 minutes because, well, it was a day off. the bed and room service were beckoning. next day was the show at the downs which was an abandoned race track. somehow raliegh urana and i got left at sears while they were at promo, so we shopped a little more which is where i got that awesome turnt up hat! then we cabbed it to the venue, which was a little bit weird energy. perhaps it was the ominous clouds or the uneven grass floor. not sure. maybe haunted spirits in the abandoned building which we werent allowed to go into and they had alarms so poop. after the show i thought i was going onto our bus but it had left so i ended up on the soja bus, and a minute later sara came in and thought the SAME THING. so we stayed and partayed for a bit! then j hossein and i did some freestyles and really sucked at them. just kidding, we got better with each rap. i really believe that. next day was red rocks where i did not have a sip of alcohol. what i did have was a major workout fest and then perhaps some altitude sickness. blech! really it was a very whatever night. im being honest. theres something about these big shows that just makes me want to crawl in a small isolated space and stay there until the next smaller stop. but all was not lost, that night i left with urana and dario to denver since i was supposed to fly out at 6am (???!) but i changed my flight til 430pm the next day cause dario got a suite at the four seasons and it was magical! we also had sushi lunch! such a nice transition from tour to home. we should do that every time! and here i am home for less than 48 hours. taking off in 14 hours for chicago, where j will take me on a tour of his former life! sandra dee ftw!!!!

seattle, bend, portland!

i should be finishing up my lit review. instead i am reviewing these nuts in your face. !!!!!! seattle was a little chilly and damp, but we survived. i watched the show from the opposite end of the stage, and i am SO GLAD I DID. because this red headed kid got on stage and was dancing the most epic dance moves of all time. he got down and was doing the worm a version of the worm. among so many other things. i would have taken video but i was too busy laughing and being in awe. after the show, ade and i came up with a song list for our band, “Us Motherfuckers” aka UMF. we’re pretty much doing this nonlinearly. or maybe this is how the real popstars do it. we will find out!! took our band shots, very impressive. really all you need these days is an iphone and your whole life, career and family are set.

then we ended up in bend, oregon. i remember bend well. this is where we went “tubing” down the river last year shortly after i busted my knee, so i was upset all the time and having to be carried everywhere. i say “tubing” because j and my tube would not move for the life of us, which ended up making me laugh so hard i was hurting. i love laughing so hard that it hurts! or til i cry. or both. those ones are good. anyhoo sonna and i have been doing INSANITY which is really insane and i think my kneecaps are about to come off. so far ive been on it with my workout regimen. even though i probably undo some of it with my drinking at night. oh well its summertime and i only live once on this earth until the next realm in which ill probably come back as oj simpson which would really suck cause hes the worst. why do i always get into it with people about oj? people saying he didnt kill them, PLEASE. he was culpable. insert closing argument and talk-to-the-hand move here. anywayyyy urana sara and i did a great job working instead of watching the show! well most of the show. this tour is all about maintaining responsibility and shit. knock on wood. i guess i rewarded myself by getting shitfaced playing beer pong and flip cup with the non-spearheads. at least i won? a few rounds? i also spilled an 18 pack of beer like a true gangster after threatening violence to probably imaginary people. thank god for hossein, he really made sure i made it on the bus with all of my shit and some of my dignity intact. thats what tour managers are for right!

next day was portland! ooo girl i woke up feeling shameful, which is why seane corn changed the name of the tour to SOULSHAME. genius. i just love her. i love all of my yoga teachers. theyre so wise. i am grateful. anyway, j played alllllll day this day: promo, yoga, sonna, regular show, tigers lions bears monkeys octopuses caterpillars! anddddd i got to see jackie!! and emily and tate!!! i love family time on the road. i think its my favorite part. stoked they stayed the whole time, cause tate got to jam onstage at the end. that kid has energy like no other being on this planet. if we could bottle it up and sell it, it would be speed. so happy to have family time. tate is just the cutest child ever. i behaved myself (more) this night. pat on my back, thanks. next morning we woke up almost in missoula montana. i sang home on the range cause thats how it feeeeeels its so america. day OFF which j and i used to do NOTHING except order room service and watch tv. and i shaved the part of his head that was meant to be shaved, but not before doing some designs jokingly. which only served to inspire me to do some REAL designs next time, so excited. gonna open up my nail/barber shop and just do designs all day. and now im home and back on the road tomorrow! slc here i come niggies. ttfn!