"Slow for the Cone Zone"

Hot N' Cold: 0
Bryan Adams: 0
C.C.C: 4

La Palabra Creativa of the Dia: Nipple Beater
Pronunciation: Be-at yo-ur nip-pl-e
Definition: One who chafes his/her nipple via scaling any or all of the tats that exist in Yosemitit.

Finally began our Journey back East.
Said goodbye to the boys and to San Francisco at approx 8am... . . . Not before returning Titanic to Blockbuster, mailing some Daddy's Day cards and continuing to forget to air out our damp, dank tent-without-a-rain-fly. Bitches and Hos. More on this later. When we open her up. And die. Die like Leo in Titanic. Die like Edward Cullen 200 years ago. Die like Will Smith in 7 pounds. Die like Mufasa in Lion King. Die like Anakin Skywalker. Die like Dumbledore and Seriously Black. Die.

Also, we're heading towards Death Valley.

Stuff that learned good today:

1.) Yosemite National Park, CA.
a. We drove through it.
b. It is full of nipples (or as we were corrected: Monoliths.)
c. The funnest thing to do there is to climb the biggest nipple in the area... slash IN THE WORLD: Half Dome. You need to use cables to ascend the last 400ft. [See above definition for nipple beating.]
d. Too bad we got too drunk Monday night to actually plan out a day for camping and hiking in Yosemite. Too late to cry over spilled Bud Light Lime.

2.) Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants 2.
a. Third night straight of shit movies.
b. You can cry about your sad, sad family life for a long, long time.
c. When your girlfriend lies about being pregnant for to marry you. And you marry. You annul that shit.
d. You can fly to Greece. Tomorrow. On your friend's dad's miles.
e. Tomorrow night will be Sailor's Moon. We hope you find what you are looking for. Just remember to wear white.

3.) The question of Christiana Johnson's Virginity ("The Christy Problem")
Scenario: Chirsty locked in a 5x5 room - with no windows - with a Caitlin Horan and a Grace Hwang.
Music: Pretty Ricky; Grind On Me.
Result: Obvious.

4.) Cockroaches.
a. We saw one.
b. Sick.

Parting Quotes:

"Someone had a five dollar foot long somewhere 'cause my pants were unbuttoned." - Clarissa and Christy still arguing about the events on Christy's birthday party night, one and half years later

"I'm pretty sure my cat with a limp could push my grandma in a wheelchair up this hill, faster than this car is going." - Jessica Dupont

"Duu-pontt. You Liiied." - Spoken by a pubescent resident of a teenage psychiatric hospital to Mr. Dupont, father of Jessica.


We are meeting Kate underneath a Circus tent tomorrow evening. Excitement!
Can't wait to make her milk a cactus.

Christiana, Jessica, Clarissa, CHARLEY.