Someday you'll end up in Ohio.

Back in the F.L.A. after what I was told was a week but only felt like a few hours. I guess time really does fly when you're having fun! But people, I say this with the utmost honesty, it was only fun for me and Amanda. I flew all the way to Ohio to basically play Mario Kart, smoke pot, watch flight of the conchords and go out at night. See, I didn't eactly go to Ohio, I went to Amanda. We acted as if we still lived in the same, small college town with little to no responsibilites and it was fabulous. Plus I got to see snow, lots of it. (Ok, not that much, but the ground was completely white 70% of the time).

(This could potentially be gross, so, heads up)
The cold did something terrible to my skin, though. Just awful. Has your skin ever been so damaged that it physically hurts? My skin, which is generally nurished by the moist warm air that I have become acustomed to in my 22 years, now looks diseased. First it started scaling, then the scales actually cracked and when the cold dry air decided that it hadn't inflicted enough damage on me, the skin on my legs started scabbing up. Oh, and did I mention I had quite a lovely tan before I left? Because now I'm just splotchy from where half of the taned skin has come off.



I was gonna post a picture of amanda and me frolicking in the snow but every once and a while my camera decides to be a little bitch and not load on to my computer.