'til my insides swim
by jelllyfish on December 31, 2009That's a Conor line I really like. I have to look up what song it's from, though. Now.
I just recently got to the hotel in LA. It's quite nice. It's clean and pretty. I have internet here, hooooooray! It's a Four Points by Sheraton. So, I'm sick! I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick. :/
I have a sore throat and Janie-cold symptoms. We woke up today and met a nice young lady that my dad was secretly flirting with. Then we went to the crookedest street in the world -BS- and walked to Alcatraz -which I like to call Azkaban, it's just cooler-. My dad just wanted to do it all again 'cause, last time, he didn't get to listen to the audio tapes! But that was okay 'cause I love him.
Just kidding!
lol, jk. I've been doing that to them so much lately. It's actually kinda fun. I lean in to cheek-kiss them and the lean in and I withdraw -haha- right before and say, "just kidding!" haha it's fun. Or when I mention I love them and they say they love me back, I say, "just kidding." Holy fuck, ok. Enough with this.
On our way to Azkaban, we saw a group of three siblings doing stunts and gymnastics things. They were British and the main guy was actually a high 8. He was funny and I really liked,
"No need to fear, we're professionals. That's why we work in the streets."
I felt sympathy for them 'cause they were trying.
We went to the jail and I got more sick.
Then we walked all the way back to our rented car 'cause the line for the bus thing was too long. But the streets in Frisco aren't normal. They're super steep. And I had sandals on. So we were done and went to Goldie as soon as we got in the car. We walked the gate and there was people surfing. Surfing! Maybe they just wanted attention. Or maybe they were really into surfing by the rocks under the Golden Gate Bridge in 58 degrees water. But that's fine and none of my business. It was warmer today than the other days, but it's usually really, really cold. Atleast for me, a Miamian. lol.
And then I fell asleep with a, "me voy a dormir," and my dad responding, "Oh, okay, que te vaya bien."
haha. I thought that was kinda cool. When I woke up, we were at the airport and the world was falling apart.
I hadn't eaten and neither had my parents so we hunted for food. I found a Laurie's Diner and a sushi place but the sushi didn't look fresh so I had Laurie. A veggie burger. They have a lot of veg options here in Cali. I think it's great. People recycle and people care. My parents ate at Friday's. We hurried into our gate and boarded. We were in that airplane for an hour but it went by quickly, even though very uncomfortable. For some really odd reason, I always get sick when I travel. New York, Colombia, and Now Here. Must be something with the airplanes. We got picked up by a white van and went to get our car. It was a tiny, ghost town place. Whatever. The car is kinda..
lol. We're returning it tomorrow for another one.
So. I've been thinking that I want to write about two things now.
1.
Today when we were getting near LA in our airplane and I was looking down at all the tiny blocks moving along the streets, I thouht about that again. But I think about it so much more here than usual in Miami. Everyone is going somewhere else and everyone is living and thinking and feeling something different. Maybe one of the cars I was looking at was driving to the hospital because their wife's water had just burst. Or maybe one of the drivers was high. Or maybe it was their birthday and were going to a birthday party they didn't even know about. Or maybe they were talking to their boyfriend in New Zealand. I feel stupid writing this but I don't feel stupid feeling it.
2.
I forgot.
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