Rampaging out of the desert, clutching two hardened pitas, cometh Bethany! And she gives a vengeful bellow:
"I'm going to spank you until you spontaneously degenerate!!!"

there is a cloud enveloping plu. as in, walking causes drops of water to land on your face, but there isn't actually any rain. it's just one big cloud. what a friggin messed up place. so wet. all the time. it's not depressing, it's just damp. and dampness makes me colder than a cold wind out of Hellgate canyon ever does. brrrr.

I went to Rockin' Rudy's while I was home for thanksgiving (Larke! I'm heartbroken I didn't get a hold of you Saturday. Add ten years of penance onto my purgatory tab!) and they completely rearranged. All the cd's are above, all the stationary below, the jewelry is where the cd's once were, and there are walls where there weren't. At first I was affronted, disoriented, and betrayed. But then I realized, what's Rockin Rudy's good for if it's not new every time you go?

Most memorable moment of the weekend? Family friend (as in my second mother) repeatedly emploring me to be abstinent until marriage. Bizarre.