Utah to Las Vegas was LITERALLY a breeze -- it was decently chilled and not (much) profuse sweating...HOWEVER, L.V. to L.A. was absolute sunny HELL. Welcome to Death Valley, Ryan, next time buy a car with A/C! (That's right, my car has NO A/C...and for those who care, it is 100 degrees today in L.A. Guh!)
So, anyway, I am driving through Death Valley and the Mojave DESERT, so I had face sweat and hand sweat and arm pit sweat and back sweat (from bein' up against the seat the whole drive...) and knee pit sweat...I'm sweating in EVERY crevasse I have...use your imagination...
And there are like NO gas stations between L.V. and Barstow, Calif., I swear to go, and (no exaggeration) I am about to pass out from deydration, so I think "Hmm, okay, I think I'll pull over at the next city and buy some drinks." The next city isn't for another 45 minutes. I have RUN OUT of sweat at this point. I'm playing a guessing game with myself in my mind wondering what will be the liquid that my body chooses to push out of my pores next...Blood? Bile? Vomit? Amniotic Fluid? WHO KNOWS?? So I finally get to a side-of-the-dirt-road market and as I pull up a man walks out. This man looks like a hillbilly mixed with a bum mixed with a man who hasn't yet learned what the words "Shower," "Shave," and "No, god, please don't kill me, sir!" mean. Then, as I park, I notice in front of me a woman who looks like she is on a mixture of Crack-Cocaine and Multiple Personalities Disorder. As hot and dying as I was, I STILL sat in my car for a minute and hesitated...I mean, it looked exACTly like the set from Texas Chainsaw Massacre and I didn't really want to die. But, I figured whether I died from a chainsaw or from dehydration, I'd be dying either way, and at least the Chainsaw way, I'd be able to check something off my Bucket List (yes, I've seriously always wanted to be in a real-life horror movie, specifically Texas Chainsaw Massacre...).
So I ventured into the shop (keeping my eyes peeled for anything suspicious) and wound my way to the cold beverages and went to purchase them.....the dude there was so nice and friendly and helpful (he was a TOTAL hippie! LOVED IT!), I ended up actually giving him a dollar tip! I'm sure he will use that to buy a new chainsaw, HOWEVER, I GOT OUT OF THERE ALIVE. That's the important thing. Lol.
Part Two to be published tomorrow...
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7.15.2010
Day One of Utah-L.A. Move: Don't Turn Around!
Today as I was driving down to Vegas, I got to Manti and my stomach felt incredibly sick. I couldn’t decide what it was: that I was homesick already, or because I had driven past such a densely Mormon city (haha, bad joke, I know, whatever, lol).
All kidding aside, I knew there was something going on inside of me -- something that I didn't necessarily want to congront. Because I could tell I didn't want to confront it, I knew that I had to. I immediately picked up the phone and texted Sarah Brown. I told her I wanted to puss out and turn around and it was taking every piece of my fortitude to continue driving South. She coached me around selling out and being in hype and being one with what is, and challenged me to coach myself. That was the key. So many of my friends would simple console (which, by the way, I am grateful for). So many of my friends would simply provide me with bitter feedback (which I am also grateful for, to an extent). The key to my forward movement in my discourse with Sarah is that after she did both of those things, she finished by challenging me to coach myself.
Because of that, I identified for myself that I really wanted to keep going to L.A., I was just scared of the unknown. I was scared of being (virtually, though not wholly) on my own in a new city and I was scared of not being able to take care of (and HELP -- thank you, Sarah's Feedback) my mom and other loved ones in Salt Lake. And I identified that if all of that is REALLY (TRULY) important to me, I will create: I will attract to me the money that is necessary to visit my loved ones whenever I want (or feel the need), and am also right now becoming aware that I can still nurture my relationships via telecommunication (thank god for Facebook and Skype!)
So I finished out my day of driving with a stop in Las Vegas to visit the beautiful one and only Karli Markovitz! I got to relax there and chat (unfortunately briefly) with my Vegas-Love and then headed out to L.A. the next morning as she headed off to work...
All kidding aside, I knew there was something going on inside of me -- something that I didn't necessarily want to congront. Because I could tell I didn't want to confront it, I knew that I had to. I immediately picked up the phone and texted Sarah Brown. I told her I wanted to puss out and turn around and it was taking every piece of my fortitude to continue driving South. She coached me around selling out and being in hype and being one with what is, and challenged me to coach myself. That was the key. So many of my friends would simple console (which, by the way, I am grateful for). So many of my friends would simply provide me with bitter feedback (which I am also grateful for, to an extent). The key to my forward movement in my discourse with Sarah is that after she did both of those things, she finished by challenging me to coach myself.
Because of that, I identified for myself that I really wanted to keep going to L.A., I was just scared of the unknown. I was scared of being (virtually, though not wholly) on my own in a new city and I was scared of not being able to take care of (and HELP -- thank you, Sarah's Feedback) my mom and other loved ones in Salt Lake. And I identified that if all of that is REALLY (TRULY) important to me, I will create: I will attract to me the money that is necessary to visit my loved ones whenever I want (or feel the need), and am also right now becoming aware that I can still nurture my relationships via telecommunication (thank god for Facebook and Skype!)
So I finished out my day of driving with a stop in Las Vegas to visit the beautiful one and only Karli Markovitz! I got to relax there and chat (unfortunately briefly) with my Vegas-Love and then headed out to L.A. the next morning as she headed off to work...
5.28.2010
I am moving, so I am SELLING!
Please buy, and if you don't want to buy, then please pass the word on.
I've posted everything on Craigslist, and I've assembled all the Craigslist sites here for your referring convenience:
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764969027.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764972539.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764975035.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764976525.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764979608.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764982392.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764984444.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764990956.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1765000571.html
Lost of art, antiques and small items. I get to create as much money as possible within the next month so I can move, so please support me with this :) Thank you!
I've posted everything on Craigslist, and I've assembled all the Craigslist sites here for your referring convenience:
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764969027.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764972539.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764975035.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764976525.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764979608.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764982392.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764984444.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1764990956.html
http://saltlakecity.craigslist.org/art/1765000571.html
Lost of art, antiques and small items. I get to create as much money as possible within the next month so I can move, so please support me with this :) Thank you!
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