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dis-nightmare-continues · 3 months ago

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Drove to Pittsburgh for a show again only this time I had company. I didn't expect much from the turnout, the flyer was kept in a state of digital flux, but I didn't consider how people in the city may be experiencing it all more immediately. To me, this scene died in 2016 when I was reborn manic depressive dbeat warrior, losing interest in the folk punk scene where the social capital was crustiness and obnoxious gaudy spit misting from the mouth. But I wanted to see Holy Locust.

I'd started listening to them while traveling, saw them once before in Cleveland where their sound boomed through the familiar warm PA of the old punk bar I used to live next door to before it, and I, changed hands. They've rebranded as a metal gay bar but it's still basically just a dive. I have social capital there, which manifests as anxiety. In Pittsburgh, in this room, I have a decade removed. I start recognizing people immediately who I hadn't seen since I was that straight edge college kid. A lot had changed, and although I rarely remember the people I meet these days, their faces are locked tight into the memory of my still developing sober mind.

The music's good, but there's no PA. Pagan roots in Samhain and the young punks desire to mosh a waltz, the way we used to do to Ramshackle Glory back in the dizzy. It's nostalgic, but I've earned the right to stand in the corner with my arms crossed, annoyed I can't hear the intricate banjo parts and 3 part vocal harmonies over stomping and screaming. I recognize every body now, my friends weed pen whispers "escape." It's a Halloween party--i accept my fate.

Dude I haven't seen in 10 years gives me shit for living in my hometown. I don't bother with my usual routine of justification, explaining how many places I've lived in the past few years or how much I've been able to travel this year, I just kind of let him talk. I'm the driver and I'm sober. Usually I'll drive myself but still drink a couple to help with the nerves. The nerves come from the alcohol so the alcohol becomes the solution. I'm in the mood to be in a bad mood, I don't care that I don't have a buzz or the social lubricant of being drunk. I'm stoned, talking again about getting abducted my aliens on DMT. This beautiful woman asks if we will stay with her while she's smoking a cigarette, like she's worried to be alone. She seems kind, she needs the optics of friendship and my brother needs to talk to her. So I smoke a second one and one of the recognizable ghosts of the past tells me about how he's gotten into woodworking and mask making. The band starts and my mouth is dry and ashy until Ashley gives me a hit off the pen and I salivate.

I'm in the Sheetz ordering food and I'm hit with the feeling. This is an old routine, the drive in and out. never the afterparty, just the blunt passed around the car on the highway. And the deja vu hits, and I realize I was always meant to meet these friends. They're cool, quiet, well traveled, plugged into the outlaw country scene. Very well connected and extremely humble. Sober. It's a California sober kind of night. I hate that term. I'm weed edge. Plus alcohol. I'm buzzed, pretending I give a shit. I'm high strung, thinking about my next meal. Thinking about my next road trip. Thinking about people who I never see. Thinking about places I haven't gone. How my life is going to change. I'm on the PlayStation 2 loading screen of a highway I've driven a hundred and fifty times since I was 16. I'm discovering the same thing over And over and over and over again until the discovery transforms into a dull smooth mantra of subtle suffering and isolation. I know you because I knew you in a past life. I've seen you once a year for a hundred years and I'm done asking you to remind me your name. Nobody is familiar. You are all so familiar. It's all the same how it continues to change

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dasher-tales · 4 months ago

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Firebirds & Sheetz Shuffle

Image represents me dancing with an anthropomorphic phoenix or firebird.

Friday the 13th rolled around, and with our income stable again, Milo decided it was the perfect time to bring his almost 10-year-old son, Milo Junior (or Junior, for short), home for the weekend. We made sure everything was set: the two dogs were put away, Mom was safely buckled into the shotgun seat, and off we went, heading towards Hubbard. The trip itself was uneventful, but we arrived early enough to chat with Ann, Junior’s mom.

While we caught up, I got to hold her new puppy, Gizmo—an adorable ball of fur, named after the famous gremlin because of his spots. As we were playing with the puppy, Junior’s school van pulled up. The moment he spotted us, his face lit up with pure joy. It was a surprise visit—he had no idea we were coming.

Once we got him squared away, we started heading back towards Warren. As we passed through Niles, Milo handed me his phone. “Hey, Junior, wanna see what Daddy does for work now?”

“Sure!” Junior said, eager to see.

I loaded up the Dasher app, but "dash by the time" wasn’t available—just one of those mild annoyances we run into sometimes. I let Milo and Mom know as I switched to by the dash.

“I bet we’ll get one where we have to go to Timbuktu for chump change, knowing our rotten luck,” I muttered, setting the phone on my leg. Sure enough—ding-ding!—we got a dash for Firebirds Bar and Grill.

This time, though, we had special instructions: park in a designated spot and wait because they offered curbside service. I explained what we needed to do, we found the spot, and I sent off a quick text to let them know we were there.

Junior kept himself busy, playing some shooter game on Ann’s old phone while we waited. A few minutes passed, and the Dasher app dinged again, grabbing my attention. It said something along the lines of, “It’s taking longer than expected with your order. We’ve notified the customer. Please call or go inside to check on it.”

I double-checked the text I had sent earlier and realized I’d messed up—I’d typed 339 instead of 330 for the area code. Classic. I corrected it and decided to call Firebirds a minute later. They told me to come inside, so in I went.

The second I stepped inside, I immediately felt underdressed. Firebirds is the top bar and grill in town. It wasn’t suit and tie, evening gown fancy, but everyone there looked sharp in button-down shirts and expensive clothes, not a hair out of place. Meanwhile, there I was—standing in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, with my hair a flyaway mess from the wind.

Mind you, my hair is always a bit of a mess unless I practically drown it in hairspray to tame the strands that don’t fit in my ponytail. It’s hard to embarrass me, but I’m pretty sure I was blushing fifty shades of red as I explained to the hostess at the little podium what I was doing there. She gave a polite nod and disappeared around the corner.

Curious, I stepped around the podium and took in the scene. The swankiness was overwhelming, almost like I’d been sent there as part of some prank. Everything was high-class: tables artistically scattered, cloth-rolled silverware and pristine placemats neatly set in front of every chair. Even the bar was lined with expensive bottles of fine wine and top-shelf vodka.

It was a far cry from the little hole-in-the-wall bars my dad used to drag Mom and me to when I was a kid. I felt a pang and quickly pulled my thoughts away from those memories before they ruined my mood. Dad died of alcohol poisoning, and even after 13 years, the sting of that loss hasn’t gone away. Maybe it never will.

Just then, the hostess returned with the order. I collected the customer’s salad and headed back to the Trailblazer.

The next stop was Sheetz. I glanced at the phone, assuming it was the Sheetz just up the road. But then I noticed something odd—Mahoning Ave.

"Strange," I muttered. "There’s no Sheetz there."

Then I saw it: Youngstown.

"Youngstown?!" I exclaimed, stopping just short of the Trailblazer. Both Milo and Mom echoed the word in surprise. Even Junior looked up from his game, his eyes bright with curiosity.

I climbed into the car, plopped my big red bag on the floorboard hump, and sighed. “That’s what I said.”

I quickly checked the customer’s location—they were in Youngstown too.

“Well, get me there,” Milo said, holding his hand back for the phone.

I hit the directions button and passed it over. He popped the phone into the holder, and with that, we backed out and hit the road.

Junior piped up from the back, "What did they get?"

"A salad," I replied, remembering the order from earlier.

"What about at Sheetz?"

"I'm not sure. We’ll find out when we get there."

"Okay."

With nothing else to do, I pulled out my tablet and dove into Nano Machine, a martial arts-inspired fantasy adventure on Webtoons. I was just getting lost in the action when Milo suddenly chimed in, "Hot dang, I’m riding with the big boys again!"

I looked up, realizing we were cruising down State Route 11 at 70 miles an hour, sandwiched between two semis—what truckers call riding in the "rocking chair."

Milo, always full of humor, broke into a little ditty, humming to the tune of I’m Getting Married: "Oh, I’m in the rocking chair with Ma, son, and wifie!"

I silently cracked up. Only Milo.

We barreled on, hitting Route 711—the newest freeway that connects Youngstown to Warren. It’s all cement, so naturally, it earned the nickname “the million-dollar highway.” The tires went thunk-thunk-thunk as we rolled along at about 60 miles per hour, finally coming off into the suburbs of Youngstown.

Soon, we pulled into Sheetz on Mahoning Ave. Milo handed back his phone and asked for his “horse.”

I dug his cane out from the backseat and waited for him to get out. While I was waiting, I checked the app to see what the customer ordered. A large Core water. What? I stared at the screen, slack-jawed. $9.75 for a salad and a bottle of water. Unbelievable.

Milo noticed my expression. “What’s up, Ad?”

I told him what we were here to pick up.

“Seriously? Water rush.” Milo smirked as he took my arm.

Milo has anxieties, which limit what he can do in new places or crowded areas. But with my love and support, he’s come a long way from the insecure, downtrodden man he was when I met him right after Junior was born. It took me two years to get him to start DoorDash. Finally, after being fired from the Tribune six months ago and spending four months stuck at home, he decided to give it a try—and quickly fell in love with it.

Together, we walked into Sheetz. I guided Milo to the bathroom, then made my way over to the pickup area. The place was bustling, but a gentleman behind the counter gave me a quick nod to let me know he’d be with me soon. While waiting, a sign on a machine caught my eye, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Broken, do not use. If you plug it in, you might get electrocuted on Friday the 13th!”

Just as I thought about snapping a picture of it, the gentleman from earlier stepped in front of me, blocking the sign. “Customer, right?” he asked.

“Yep,” I nodded.

He turned, grabbed the bagged Core water bottle off to the side, and handed it to me. “Thanks,” I said, still thinking about that sign. I glanced at it one last time, wishing I could’ve snapped a picture. Then I realized I was holding Milo’s phone, so I sent myself a quick text to remember the details for this Tumblr post.

I returned to the bathroom just as Milo was stepping out. “Ready to H2-go?” he asked with a grin.

“Been thinking up puns?” I teased.

“Only for you,” he replied, gesturing for my arm.

I let him take it, and together we walked back to the Trailblazer, where Mom and Junior were waiting.

“Where are we going?” Mom asked from the passenger seat.

“It’s just around the corner,” I replied, trading Milo the phone for his "horse." I added, “Firebirds salad and a water from around the block, talk about a weird order.”

“It’s not the weirdest one. At least it’s not like Milkshake Mission,” Milo quipped.

I smiled and settled into the back seat, watching as Junior rummaged around in the floorboard, looking for something to do since his phone had died. After a bit of searching, he pulled out a newspaper bag full of toy cars. I’d cleaned the Trailblazer earlier but left the bag for him, knowing it would keep him occupied. His eyes lit up as he found the cars, and he settled back happily to play with them.

My heart swelled as I watched him. He might not be my biological son, but I’ve helped raise him, and sometimes it feels like I’m his second mom.

The GPS announced that we were nearing our destination, so I started paying attention to where we were headed to help Milo navigate. A minute later, we pulled into the driveway of a middle-class, two-story home.

I grabbed Milo’s phone, then reached for the food. For a second, I wondered where the water had gone, but then I realized Junior had placed his toy cars on top of it.

“Junior, please don’t cover the customer’s food—you might damage it.”

“Sorry, Ad,” he said sheepishly.

I got out, pulled the salad from my bag, and placed it in the required drop-off spot. After a quick picture for confirmation, I returned to the Trailblazer with the family.

As I ended the dash, $9.75 popped up on the screen. I couldn’t help but think it would’ve been at least a $15 order if it had been “by the time.”

“You know the way home?” I asked Milo, my hand hovering over the Google Maps icon.

“Yeah, right up 46. Let’s grab a few more dashes and call it a night,” Milo replied, steering us back onto the road.

“As long as we don’t get any more salad-and-water runs, we should be good to go,” I joked.

Even Junior laughed at that.

We’re just a bunch of dashing nuts—out here for fun, family, and a little extra money.

Next week, we dive into the story behind getting the Grand Caravan, its quirks, and how we got it road-ready. Plus, we’ll take a closer look at the new gadgets that are making our dashing life a whole lot smoother. From the iPad Mini to Milo’s beloved GPS, it’s all coming together in our next Dasher Tales adventure!

#DasherTales #Doordash #Firebirds #SheetzRun #DeliveryLife #DashingAdventures #FamilyDash #RoadLife #WeirdOrders #DoordashDiaries #DeliveryDriver

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hello-yue-here · 3 years ago

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have been trapped in a car since ten am. time for some atla headcannons based on my experience:

aang: the driver. occassionally drives on the shoulder because he got distracted by the lovely scenery (yes this is about my father. we passed a mountain and my mom yelled at him for not paying attention to the road.)

katara: the snack master. packs every snack under the sun. you want beef jerky? katara will ask if you want original or teriyaki. want goldfish? she has them. oh, poptarts you say? not an issue for her. somehow has an endless supply of water bottles.

sokka: the navigator. this is a direct callout for my mother. when aang is the driver he ALWAYS has his gps on. but sokka does not trust aang or the gps. sokka has google maps on his phone and is the most aggressive backseat driver in the world. gives frequent updates on times. good at keeping aang from getting distracted by the world largest ball of twine on the side of the road.

toph: the dj. her playlist is new for every roadtrip she goes on and it is based solely on her mood, the predicted vibe of the trip, and every motherfucking genre under the sun. plays the music too loud until katara turns it back down and makes toph sulk but its fine cuz no one ever complains about the playlist going from bruce springsteen to meghan thee stallion. its always a surprise when toph has the aux.

zuko: the napper. hes asleep. or tries to be asleep is more like it. he absolutely despises car trips because they give him headaches and make his butt hurt (hello im projecting onto zuko today if you cant tell. someone save me.) is always the first out of the car at every rest stop so he cam stretch obnoxiously. spends too much time in the wawa (FUCK sheetz.) so he can find snacks for himself cuz katara always forgets about his takis (its not her fault theyre always sold out at the store near her house!). but yeah zukos a sleeper. hes got an eyemask and blanket and neck pillow and everything. manz is set for a solid nappy time (as long as he remembers his noise cancelling headphones cuz why the FUCK is everyone so loud)

suki: the mediator. if she is not in the car with the rest of the people already listed: chaos. she is always ready with a joke to make sokka laugh when he gets too stressed about the time. she helpfully reminds everyone of all the fun things theyre gonna do when they get to their destination if things get tense. jams out with toph during all the songs (even the odd ones) so toph stays happy. shes the only reason everyone still thinks these road trips are fun because she keeps everything fun and prevents all arguments. the queen of roadtrips. also knows every fun car game known to man.

#aaaaand were almost at the 7 hour mark of driving!!!#i only live four miles from campus!!!#why did we have to make a pit stop at my sisters school plz lmk i love her and all but WHY #anyways i hope you enjoyed this #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla headcanon #aang #katara #sokka #zuko #toph #suki #im sorry i have a headache i didnt feel like doing the non gaang members today maybe ill add them later

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raleighliving · 4 years ago

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Raleigh Apartment Culture

So I'm of the mind that Raleigh is a great place to live. It has my favorite things, my favorite people, and I'm too broke to move anywhere else.

Raleigh works for me, but I recognize it doesn't work for everyone. Some people had less than ideal childhoods and wanna escape the state ASAP, some just want to live closer to their dream jobs or have new opportunities. That's all fine, but what if this describes where you are now?

What if, for the sake of argument, you're outside of NC and wanna move in? Moving is expensive, time-consuming, and risky at the best of times; so you wanna make sure that wherever you're landing is at least as good as where you started 90% of the time

"But RL," I hear you say, "you make Raleigh sound like an idyllic dreamscape populated with parks and a diverse kumbayah of peoples living in harmony"

I do talk about Raleigh in a positive light but, like a life saving medicine flavored like ass, sometimes you have to take the good with the bad.

So before you spend thousands of dollars on moving vans, boxes, and grits; here's a crash course on what it's like living in a Raleigh apartment, coming from someone whose majority of Raleigh Living (heh) has been in apartments.

First off, location. Any realtor will tell you that location is 80% of the sale to sound profound, and as anyone who has lived in the middle of ass-backward nowhere can tell you: It sucks having to drive 30 minutes to go anywhere.

Good news: With the Raleigh Beltline and connecting roads, there are very few places in Raleigh where your trip will last longer than thirty minutes one-way. Bad News: where you set down still matters because cutting down on travel is important for car and mental health.

North Raleigh is different from south Raleigh is different from northwest Raleigh, and the locals aren't the only difference you'll find between locations. Each segment of Raleigh has something to offer, with easier access to some attractions than others and neighboring cities for when you need something outside the RDU area.

Using downtown as the center of our wheel, people generally divide Raleigh into North and South Raleigh (with distinction given for NW, SE, NE, etc when needed). N.Raleigh is considered generally more upscale, a slice of suburban living interspersed with plenty of shopping centers for families and the moderately wealthy; but it's boring as all hell.

Want some fun? Excitement in the evenings and a more traditional urban experience with bars, night clubs, strip clubs, and more? South Raleigh is your best bet, at the cost of being the "sketchy" side of Raleigh. That kind of place where you'll see a bunch of auto shops that look abandoned but haven't been closed in the past 5 years and there's at least one customer from time to time.

Of course, this is a lot of generalizing but you'll find that it's still mostly accurate. The main exception in this is Capital Blvd, a highway cutting across north and south Raleigh on the eastern half of the city; a high crime corridor that's undergoing some changes in the northern half that have (somewhat) reduced crime but most people will still associate that area with the majority of Raleigh's crime and debauchery.

More importantly, is the distinction Raleigh citizens put on inside the beltline versus outside the beltline. The I-440 and 540 highways that wrap around Downtown form the mythical beltline, and to a degree what you have access to. Inside the beltline is the majority of workplaces, stores, and shopping centers; while outside you'll still have these things just to a more... dispersed extent.

North Raleigh actually kinda exemplifies this perfectly. Living inside the beltline, you have access to places like North Hills, Crabtree Valley mall, and Triangle Town Center. Live outside the beltline, like I currently am, and you're looking at 10 to 15 minutes to the nearest sheetz for that late night double hot dog fix.

So for point one: How important is it that you're near things? The majority of apartments and rental properties are in or around the belt-line, but if you want to save some cash on rent checks the cheaper properties are gonna extend your trips a bit.

Next, what can you expect in terms of neighbors? Does Raleigh have a hip party scene full of teens renting cheap apartments and blasting trap music at 3AM?

Depends on where you live

I swear not every point is going to be this, but there's an important distinction this time that affects the type of people your complex will likely have surrounding you; are you in North or South Raleigh?

North Raleigh has a ton of pre-schools, k-12 public schools (Leesville, Hillburn, Lead Mine, just to name a few), and office complexes that make up the job market. As a result the majority of apartment renters in north Raleigh tend to be families with a few small kids or so.

As a result, living off of Glenwood North and Edwards Mill I never had any noise problems from neighbors, the worst being kids playing outside at 3PM sounding like they were being murdered (which apparently is a common thing and I apologize to any neighbors I frightened with ghastly shrieks).

What I did have a problem with, however, was the typical Karen's you hear people complain about online. Renting a property now, we have access to our neighborhood's NextDoor page and it's hilarious sometimes to go on and read the comments, but living at a certain property we had a sort of mini-Facebook for residents

That thing was always full of either people who were moving out looking to sell their furniture or people passive-aggressively challenging each other/the apartment managers with comments about things happening around the complex.

Once I logged in to see one man accuse another, without ever actually accusing someone specific ("I know who did it and they should be ashamed" type post) of putting glass beer bottles under the tires of his truck to try and puncture them. Everyone acts civil in public, but then online they'll stir the pot harder than a chef with a hand mixer.

South Raleigh, you have the schools like Shaw University, Meredith, and NCSU; so the people renting down there are typically college kids. You'll see more apartments that cater towards them like University Village or University Woods, but sometimes these places will cater to both college kids and working adults

Avoid these places like the plague, because despite sometimes having a lower cost to live there the neighbors and their shenanigans will drive you up the wall (unless you're the type to join in, then go wild).

I've had friends stay at places like University Village and The Proper (formerly The Vie, formerly Wolf Creek) who've shared horror stories. 3AM parties ending in property damage or vomit in inconvenient places, drug deals not even trying to be subtle, and maintenance workers doing nothing because regardless of the apartment conditions; no school's gonna pull their contract with them unless news articles start getting written.

http://www.technicianonline.com/news/article_898ddf34-82f5-11e7-b3d8-07059d248619.html

https://www.wral.com/vie-at-raleigh-residents-finally-able-to-move-into-clean-units/16887833/

http://www.technicianonline.com/news/article_ea8ed7aa-a092-11e8-a2af-e70af36566d0.html

Otherwise, south Raleigh apartments are largely like north Raleigh apartments; except the crime rate tends to be a little higher and you'll run into more singles and people working full time.

Otherwise, Raleigh apartment culture is like apartment culture anywhere else in the country. You have a mix of apartments catering to those just looking to live versus more ostentatious luxury apartments with fancy pools, exercise facilities, and tech packages to draw people in.

If you're renting in Raleigh, however, do try to get a roommate or two if you can manage. Even with a decent job paying 800+ on a one bedroom one bath apartment can be exhausting at best, but with even one other person that can functionally halve your expenses

So if you're a young professional, or a student, or even if you have a small family, I can safely recommend renting in Raleigh. There's plenty of places that'll accommodate you, and cater towards your needs.

But what about everyone else? Are there people who shouldn't rent in Raleigh?

But there are groups who I'd seriously ask to consider their other choices before picking Raleigh as a destination for their new home.

For instance, are you a member of the LGBT community? A trans or non-binary individual? Well then, first off, I want you to know that you're loved and valid. I'm accepting of who you are and appreciate everyone's right to identify how they choose, but I'm not everyone.

Raleigh's bluer than other parts of North Carolina, as I've stated in other blog write-ups, but it's still part of North Carolina unfortunately and as a result, you'll face some challenges.

I doubt anyone's gonna burn a cross in your yard or knock over your mailbox, but Raleigh doesn't offer LGBT protections for housing, jobs, or credit/lending discriminations according to the Movement Advancement Project's website.

We have support organizations for LGBT and NB individuals, plenty of high schools and colleges have Gay-Straight Alliance clubs, and there are numerous businesses downtown that cater specifically to those individuals... but we're also the state that got into a lot of hot water because of a stupid bathroom bill, and our politicians are trying to pass anti-trans sports legislation (because they now magically care about the integrity of womens sports).

By that measure, but to a lesser extent, if you fall outside the Liberal/Conservative political spectrum then be prepared to have no one to discuss your politics with outside of a few sparse networks like the DSA.

Additionally, if you don't have someone to room with or a significant other to split costs with; you may want to try searching somewhere a little cheaper.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, Raleigh housing prices aren't terrible for a major metropolitan city, but we're not the best prices in the world.

You can get prices on apartments and rentals lower than say, California or New York. However, compared to other parts of NC like Greensboro or Garner; rentals are still a bit much.

On average, a Raleigh apartment can run you about $900 for a single bedroom and a single bathroom. You can find cheaper, but often times there's some risk associated (Crime levels, quality of the room, quality of the property manager, etc.) Looking for a two bedroom? Then your average price is gonna jump up to around $1,200, and this is all before utilities and cable come into play.

It's true a lot of companies around here will pay more than the $7.25 minimum wage, but most low-skilled jobs will pay around 10-11 an hour.

I guess though, that's kind of an obvious statement. "Don't live in Raleigh if you can't afford to live in Raleigh."

I might expand on these thoughts at a later time, but hopefully for now I've given you some food for thought; or at the very least an entertaining read for a few minutes.

I love my city, and I love the friends I've made in it, but the sad truth is that nowhere is perfect for everyone; leastways Raleigh. If Raleigh sounds like the kind of place you'd like to live in, at least take a day trip to come visit and see how things go that way. Visit some stores, meet some locals, and form an opinion off of more than travel blogs and youtube videos.

#raleigh #North Carolina #NC #north carolina #travel #photography #urban photography #city life #city #city of raleigh #advice

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emoselenas · 5 years ago

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woodland creatures tour - day 7 (greensboro)

normally i feel very weird about sleeping over people’s houses, just in general??? you know what i mean? sometimes you just can’t get comfortable because you’re not in your own bed, not because of where you are or who you’re with. on tour i’m so fucking exhausted and so comfortable with living like i’m a backpacker that it’s all just normal to me. like a brat i located the couch and crawled up onto it while everyone else took an air mattress. i would have slept on an air mattress but we couldn’t fit one lmao.

i automatically woke up at like 8:30 and couldn’t fall back asleep, so i got up and started getting ready. tour has also made me skilled at being able to freshen up and do my makeup in the crevice of any house, hotel, car, you name it. i try not to make noise but inevitably everyone heard me and slowly woke up one by one. the door was unlocked so i started to pack whatever i could into the van. god, it was so beautiful out. though we were in the south, and the temperature was still pretty high day-to-day, at this moment it just felt like the most beautiful fall weather. we managed to get out of the house at 9:30 am, which we were aiming for. james’ roommate, who was leaving for work, kindly wished us well as we packed up the van to head out. we unfortunately missed james so i shot him a text.

the day before, taylor and i coordinated a group outing to the greensboro science center, which was a museum, zoo and aquarium all in one. for the price of $12 per person, since we were a group!!! incredible! before heading to greensboro, which would be our shortest drive all of tour (an hour and a half!), we hit starbucks and panera again. when we pulled up to the panera it was in a shopping plaza with people lined up waiting for like... verizon to open???? so bizarre.

i desperately needed to hunker down and get some work done before we hit the road, for the most part my phone was providing reliable wifi but i had a time sensitive task that needed to be completed. once that was done we hit the road. we arrived to the science center and once pulses. showed up, we headed in. the science center was so sick. we started our trek around the building at like 1, and penguin feeding was at 3:30. but with so much exploring to do, we knew we’d be able to kill two hours and a half easily.

we started with the zoo portion a

nd saw a lot of cool animals. they had a lot of atypical mammals you don’t always see at zoos. what they DID have was R E D P A N D A S, and theY WERE AWAKE. back at home we have the cape may zoo which is soooooo sick, i love going there, but their red pandas are always sleeping. i literally cried because the red pandas at this exhibit were so much closer, and they were romping around their lil home. the one red panda hopped off its perch and CAME TO THE WINDOW TO SAY HELLO IT JUMPED UP RIGHT IN FRONT OF US. i definitely made a fool of myself getting loudly emotional but i didn’t care in the slightest. my entire life was made. we also saw an owl at the barn where the petting zoo was!!!

we were all laughing so fucking hard cracking jokes at every exhibit. it felt like an adult school field trip hahaha. i was having so much fun. it was nice to enjoy something together and not be stuck in a van in a rush to get somewhere. the outdoor area tuckered us out pretty badly from being in the heat, so it was nice to get back inside to go check out the aquarium in the air-conditioned building. the aquarium was pretty sick, there was a tank that was home to the biggest octopus i have ever seen in person. i was most interested in the otters and penguins, to be honest. we also hit the touch tank which was sick, except i had to soak my entire fucking arm just to maybe get a crumb of attention from a sting ray. they were swimming everywhere but where i planted myself.

after going through the aquarium, we still had some time to kill before the penguin feeding at 3:30 pm. we hit the gift shop, where they had red panda and barn owl plushes. what a coincidence, both our tour mascots!! i’m a sucker for stuffed animals so of course i bought one. taylor bought an owl for pulses. so now we both had FRIENDS to represent our bands. we went downstairs to go check out the snakes and lizards. not as exciting for me, but still sick. we were going to hit the museum part finally, but it was 3:20 so we figured might as well head over to the penguins. it was worth the wait. there was a penguin named gojira haha

it turned out that there was enough time for us to get food together before the show. jaime found a restaurant named pastabilities, it was a sit-down but you could make your own pasta dish chipotle-style???? so i got chickpea pasta with chicken, sundried tomatoes, spinach and mushrooms. sooooooooooooooooooo good. i wasn’t going to get pasta because i was going to try to be a healthy guy but ugh what the fuck ever. i love pasta. i’m not going to rob myself of pasta opportunities!!!! we had another really wonderful meal together as a tour package. i guess because we were the biggest group and you could hear us talking loudly about tour the staff figured out we were musicians. the manager came over and started asking who played what haha.

after a delicious early dinner, we drove to our hotel for check-in so that we could drop our personal bags. pulses. followed us because they were just driving home after the show later, and waited in the parking lot until they could head to the venue. i forget the name of the hotel we stayed at but the people in there were super suspect, and projecting those vibes FOR sure. taylor said she thinks she saw a guy walking around with a burner phone as a car was slowly driving in circles around the parking lot. i’m like great, last thing we need is another scary motel. our stuff ended up being fine though, it was one of the better spots we stayed at.

pulses. awaited us at the venue and we arrived a little after load-in started. it was super quiet when we showed up, we set up quickly and waited around. the house we played, ice house, was huge. so much more massive than houses in new brunswick where students in jersey host shows, mostly. there was so much room to move around and sit, it was nice. at first it seemed like not many people were inside, but then you go outside and there’s DOZENS of kids hanging out drinking. eventually more and more people came inside to watch the bands too. glow and terms x conditions were great!

for all of us, it had been a weird afternoon, but we did our best to be positive and just rip our set(s) as best as we could. and the change in attitude paid off! both our bands received awesome crowd response from the people who attended. it was awesome to see people jamming out and genuinely having a good time. also uh a fight broke out during our set??? insane. there was a kid trying to take down everyone, like just to the ground lmao, and when he tried to do it to david he put in a chokehold. and david grabbed his arm and was just like, STOP. i made everyone stop playing until we sorted out that everything was all right. i had to play without my in-ears which sucked, in the past i have always struggled and tired myself out trying to sing loud enough over the monitors. so i just tried to listen carefully, sing carefully and trust myself. and joe said i hit some like bananas note during synapse that i haven’t been able to do since?? i remember going for it and it was fine, idk maybe it was actually BAD, but i will never know now haha.

we didn’t sell merch, nor make a lot of money, but i think what counts as a successful show is when people receive you super well. leaving a positive first impression on somebody as a band is so important to me because that person could potentially go on to listen to us for a long time. i will say though, it’s important to try to help touring bands make money if you can, like legit anything. i know we’re small guys and we’re not worth much, but we travel so far from home. and this is the ONE time of year that we actually do need money to operate. i’ve run into people who don’t believe in this, or don’t understand. i guess it won’t be possible to make those people understand until it happens to them. it’s why we can only tour on vacation time and even then we deplete our funds.

we sweat our fucking asses off playing the house because it had no AC, so nothing could feel more refreshing than loading out during a rainstorm. i wasn’t even mad that it was raining. it felt so amazing. normally i bug out during crazy storms, but the thunderstorm was lighting up the sky in an incredible display. it continued as we said our goodbyes to pulses. before they headed back to virginia late, and we made our way to sheetz for post-gig eats. i wasn’t going to pig out but i was feeling the munchies. sheetz doesn’t really have anything wawa doesn’t have except for the tacos, so i got some hard shell tacos that were absolutely banging. also wonderful, they had my favorite flavor of bon & viv (black cherry rosemary) so i grabbed that too. eating tacos and drinking late was NOT a smart move the night before we played our last show on tour, but boy did it feel like a nice TREAT after playing a fantastic show.

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daughter-ofthe-starbreather-blog · 6 years ago

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Hi Everyone. I just want to start by saying thank you. Thank you for allowing this to be a platform that I can just blurt out whatever I’m feeling whenever I want.

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***CAUTION: mention of female cycle ***

Just wanted to share a recent experience that restored any doubt I’ve had lately that God just isn’t hearing me. Like you ever get that feeling that he’s kinda forgot about ya? Well I’ve been having those blues and then this happened to me last night. ——

**So this is the text conversation that I had with my best friend throughout the day yesterday. I have been feeling tired and overwhelmed lately and just really depressed about my finances. **

(Her name is also Laura so for these purposes I’ll call her Flora. When we first met I told her she couldn’t have the same name as me and she needed to “pick something else”. Here we are. )

Me: I’ve been feeling really shitty the past two days and I miss you

Flora : What’s wrong?! I miss you too

Me : Just everything dude. Like I have zero dollars and I never have money. I literally can’t even afford tampons and I have my period so I’ve just been bumming off people one at a time and I can’t tell you how shitty that makes me feel. The dog was naughty yesterday which isn’t a big deal just adds to the chaos. I’m really really tired prolly half from my period and half cause we just came back to school with the kids and I’m just exhausted. I have two more days than a long weekend. The ac broke in my classroom and it’s like 90 degrees in here already so that’s cool

Flora : Ugh I hate when life lines up like that so frustrating. If I can help let me know!

(7 hours later )

Me : So you know how this morning was really rough. Well it got a little better throughout the day just hanging out with the kids and stuff but I’m still a little cranky and don’t feel good. So on the way to school I prayed that I could just get thru the day and take this all one day at a time. So on the drive home I prayed again and thanked god for getting me thru the day. I had just finished saying that as I pulled up to a stop sign behind a tan hummer. On the back was a sticker that just said “thank you Jesus” on it. I laughed and said I’m glad you heard me. I don’t see those stickers very often. So then I continued to drive home and needed to stop at sheetz for gas. Aunt Kathy gave me $10 last night so I could make it to work these next two days. So I walked in to pay and as I walked back out to start pumping I saw something shiny on the ground next to me car. I bent over and it was a tiny metal cross. I wasn’t even going to go to that pump too. I actually drove right past it on the way in not paying attention and then swooped back around and went to that pump. That’s the pump I ALWAYS go to. God is deff trying to tell me he’s there for me and that I need to just keep my trust in him and it will all be alright. I know your not into that stuff but I just wanted to share it with someone who I know cares about me.

(“Flora” has been my best friend for 4 years. She is a HUGE part of my life and I love her to pieces. We don’t have the same views on religion but she is always understanding and open to hearing about my experiences and vise versa. )

(30 mins later when I got home from work)

Me : Laura. I’m writing this to you in tears. You will never guess what just happened to me.

Flora : You home? I’ll be over with a delivery

Flora : what!? I got your previous text I'm just out shopping so I didn't answer but I will. On my way in 10.

Me : So this whole bad mood thing started last night when I got home and I realized my FAVORITE piece of jewelry that I own, my thumb ring that has that gold feather and a teal stone on it was gone. It sometimes gets caught on things and opens up and kinda falls off a little cause it’s an adjustable one. So I think that throughout work with having to do physical management on a brand new kid, I thought it bended open and fell off in the school and there was NO WAYYY I was going to find it. I was sooo upset. That’s my favorite thing I wear. So anyway. Fast forward to to 10 mins ago and I walked in the bathroom to turn on the water to take a shower. As I turned around to Mavrick licking my calf, I saw something else shiny for the second time today. I bent down and it was my RING!!! I immediately crumbled to the floor and started crying. I cried for like 3 mins straight and when I looked up Mav was licking my face and Kela was standing behind him looking at me wide eyed. I stood up and just said “I found it” and started crying again. I put it on and said “I hear you”. I have never had an experience like this before. When anyone has ever asked me have I ever actually “heard god” I’ve always said no. And the answer is physical still no. I haven’t heard an actual whisper in my ear but he is showing me a path. And so far I have followed every way he has led me. No matter if it was good or bad. I have really let go(d).

(Mav is my 4 month old brindle boxer puppy and Kela is my two year old blue point Siamese)

(As everyone who knows me personally knows, I wear a lot on my wrists and my hands. That ring is really special to me. )

Flora : So powerful I'm in tears

Flora : Envious in fact. I wish I could let go and hear the universe like you hear god.

Flora : I’m on my way

(Like I said before she is not a Christian. I support her no matter what and still pray for her every day. She encourages me to continue with my faith and even reminds me to talk to god when I’m going thru a rough patch. AND She let me pray over her before she left for a 6 day road trip with her husband!)

Me : I don’t know where or why this is leading me to wherever he is but I just have to trust that good things will come from following his path.

Flora : I agree whole heartedly.

Me: Also, right before I walked in the bathroom I was in my room playing with Mavrick and I thought to myself I’m so glad that my bad mood didn’t spill over into when I got home and was annoyed with Mavrick or Kela for no reason. Which was what my exact thought when I opened the door and was walking out of the sheetz earlier to my car when I saw that tiny metal cross on the ground.

Flora : Sounds like today was a breakthrough that was much needed and a blessing.

Me : Very much so

** She proceeded to show up at my house walking in with this in her arms ... **

**She really is the best. **

—— The whole day taught me a lot. I was starting to lose hope that god wasn’t hearing my prayers. That he had forgotten about me and I was left to figure it all out on my own. I was wrong. I’m still not 100% sure why he is testing me the way he is but I’m ready. For anything and everything he throws at me. It’s not easy. But I want to continue to follow this path cause I know for sure , it can only lead to good things.

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The Best Road Trip Snacks, According to Eater Editors

From Swedish Fish to charcuterie, these are the snacks that keep Eater staffers sated on long car rides

This summer, the road trip was the only option for many of us to get in some kind of vacation or pay a long-overdue visit to faraway loved ones. And given the unpredictability of food options along routes these days, road trip snacks — always an essential item on the road trip packing list — were more important than ever.

There are certain essential qualities to a road trip snack: You should be able to eat it with one hand and with minimal mess. But beyond that, there are several interpretations of the genre. Road trip snacks may be the foods you find at gas stations and convenience stores, or indulgent treats that make the trip more bearable. Some road trippers select snacks based on their resemblance to an actual balanced meal, or on whether or not they’ll ensure the driver stays alert at the wheel. Eater staffers’ preferred snacks run the gamut. Here’s what fuels them through long car rides these days, as well as in better times.

The sweet

Bit-O-Honey: Bit-O-Honey works as a road trip snack because you can eat an entire bag of them and not feel awful (trust me, I just did this on a six-hour drive from Northern to Southern California). It’s somewhat hilarious that this honey-flavored taffy seems to only be available at truck stops and gas stations. Drivers and passengers alike will crush hours gnawing on these glorious sweets, with microscopic almond pieces giving a modicum of texture. Getting the sticky bits out of your teeth is the rest of the fun. — Matt Kang, Eater LA editor

Swedish Fish: I always have a bag of Swedish Fish on hand for a road trip. They perk you up, they’re chewy and sweet, and they’re the kind of candy I don’t eat every day. It’s also the ONLY time I drink Red Bull. — Lesley Suter, travel editor

Frozen Snickers: I’ve always maintained that a frozen Snickers bar is much, much better than an ice cream Snickers bar, the latter being an inferior product that melts too quickly and the former being something that will last in the car. — Ryan Sutton, Eater NY chief critic/data lead

Sour Patch Kids: My husband and I both agree that Sour Patch Kids are an absolute must on the road. I prefer the watermelon, but he likes the classics. I’m still bitter that the classic recipe seems to have changed, though; I swear they’re not as sour as they used to be. — Rachel Blumenthal, Eater Boston editor

Beaver Nuggets: Road-tripping in Texas means you have to stop by Buc-ee’s and grab a bunch of their packaged snacks. Despite the unfortunate name, the Beaver Nuggets (actually sweet corn puffs) are really great. — Nadia Chaudhry, Eater Austin editor

Trail mix: I buy Archer Farms trail mix from Target — specifically the Monster one with tons of chocolate. Ignore the raisins. — Ellie Krupnick, managing editor

The savory

Snyder’s of Hanover Pretzel Pieces, Honey Mustard & Onion: These carry a Midas touch, covering your fingertips in a golden powder that plays off plain hard pretzels with two sources of tangy-sweet flavor: onion and honey mustard. Grasping for the few thin pieces that hold more powder than pretzel turns every bag into a treasure hunt. — Gabe Hiatt, Eater D.C. editor

Blue Diamond Almonds, Bold Wasabi & Soy: Those thin tubes of wasabi and soy sauce almonds are my road trip snack of choice for a number of reasons. First, they give you all the savory and salt pop of potato chips without the gross ��ugh, did I just eat a whole bag of potato chips?” hangover. Second, the pain of wasabi build-up is a great way to stay awake during more monotonous stretches, far less cliched than slapping yourself or other self-abuse you see in the movies. Third, its narrow container is perfect to just tip into your mouth — an act that seems obscene (and obscures your vision) when it’s a chip bag, but makes perfect sense when the bag is long and narrow... and it saves your steering wheel, upholstery, etc. from every road tripper’s nemesis: snack grease. — Eve Batey, Eater SF news editor

Corn Nuts: Corn Nuts are not the sexiest snack, but they fit conveniently in your cupholder and you can just pick at them and shove a handful in your mouth with relative ease. Bonus: If you drop some, they don’t melt all over your car like a bunch of jerks. — Stefania Orrù, coordinating producer

Pizzeria Combos: Combos are so good, but not just any kind: pizza-flavored Combos are the best. They are super salty, bite-sized, and filled with some type of cheesy pizza flavoring. It’s like getting to dip a pretzel in cheese in every bite. I will always eat the whole entire bag on the road regardless of how long the drive is. — Stephen Pelletteri, executive producer

Regional chips: I go for regional takes on barbecue/red hot chips, especially if I am in a new-to-me area where there’s more opportunities to experiment with unfamiliar brands. Pennsylvania gas stations are the best bet for the intersection of multiple brands: One place might get you Snyder’s, Wise, Herr’s, Martin’s, Middleswarth, Utz... No real interest in mesquite/sweet varieties, though. — Missy Frederick, cities director

Ritz Bits, cheese: I only ever buy them at rest stops; I’m scared to invite them into my life outside of that context. — Emma Alpern, senior copy editor

The more holistic meal plans

Carrots and celery: My most recent preferred road trip snack is just straight carrot sticks and celery. I did that on a road trip recently and, magically, I didn’t feel like crap at the end of the trip. Plus, they have that snap and crunch that’s a necessity for a good snack. — Brenna Houck, Eater Detroit editor

Cheese and charcuterie: On the very Los Angeles end of the spectrum, I get mini-cheese and charcuterie boards from Lady & Larder in Mar Vista and then hand feed my boyfriend soft cheeses and cured meats while he drives. — Nicole Adlman, cities manager

Beef jerky, nuts, coffee, and electrolytes: Most of my road trips of late are about the destination, not the journey, and involve driving for 10-14 hours straight — so the idea is to make as few as stops as possible. My road diet therefore is gas station hillbilly x keto bro: beef jerky, nuts, coffee, and Smart Water (or any other electrolyte-loaded water). All the salt means you only need to pit stop when your car does, no matter much you drink, while a zero carb regimen blunts any possible post-prandial zzzs; there’s nothing worse than feeling super full when you’ve got six more hours in a car, even if you have that many episodes of You’re Wrong About left in your podcast queue.

The deep flaw in this plan is that you’re totally at the mercy of the gas station and whatever it merchandises. It’s sort of cheating, because going with the flow is how I approach long drives, but on my usual run between New York and Georgia, I’ve taken to plotting out where the territories of Wawa and Sheetz begin and end to guarantee access to actually edible jerky (the national brands are all trash now, RIP Field Trip) and potable coffee. (As someone who has no particular dog in that regional skirmish, I think Wawa and Sheetz are equally good? SORRY.) At the end of the day, it’s a road trip, and you can’t really appreciate arriving if you haven’t suffered along the way. — Matt Buchanan, executive editor

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From Swedish Fish to charcuterie, these are the snacks that keep Eater staffers sated on long car rides

The sweet

Trail mix: I buy Archer Farms trail mix from Target — specifically the Monster one with tons of chocolate. Ignore the raisins. — Ellie Krupnick, managing editor

The savory

Blue Diamond Almonds, Bold Wasabi & Soy: Those thin tubes of wasabi and soy sauce almonds are my road trip snack of choice for a number of reasons. First, they give you all the savory and salt pop of potato chips without the gross “ugh, did I just eat a whole bag of potato chips?” hangover. Second, the pain of wasabi build-up is a great way to stay awake during more monotonous stretches, far less cliched than slapping yourself or other self-abuse you see in the movies. Third, its narrow container is perfect to just tip into your mouth — an act that seems obscene (and obscures your vision) when it’s a chip bag, but makes perfect sense when the bag is long and narrow... and it saves your steering wheel, upholstery, etc. from every road tripper’s nemesis: snack grease. — Eve Batey, Eater SF news editor

Ritz Bits, cheese: I only ever buy them at rest stops; I’m scared to invite them into my life outside of that context. — Emma Alpern, senior copy editor

The more holistic meal plans

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chelsorz07 · 7 years ago

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does everybody hate my walks down memory lane yet?

This one’s actually a year older than the others. 2009 vs 2017

BASIC INFORMATION Name: chelsea. I mean my last name has changed but my first name hasn’t. Birthday: july 26. -- 274 days till i'm 21!! I guess 274 days till I’m 29? Shoe Size: eight. Nine. My feet got fat along with the rest of me. Hair Colour: dark reddish brown. Several different shades of reddish brown. Plus some grey. Eye Colour: hazel. More like green on the outside, brown on the inside. Hazel would be its own separate color. Relationship Status: taken. Married. Zodiac: leo. Still. School: none. Been done with that shit for a decade now. __________________________________________________ FAVOURITES Colour: green. Green, plaid, black, grey. Male Celebrity: mike lobel. Jensen Ackles. Female Celebrity: sophia bush. Danneel Ackles. Shoes: chucks & flip flops. My grey BareTraps booties. Brand: starting to realllly love old navy. especially when i can get pants, 2 shirts, and a jacket all for 36 bucks lol That’s really broad. Like brand of clothes? I don’t have one. Brand of makeup? Tarte. Brand of shoes? Nike. Brand of food? Great Value idk lol Book: second helpings. The dictionary. JK it’s still and will always be Second Helpings. Sport: football. Football. TV Show: one tree hill. Supernatural. Gum: bubblicious hubba bubba max blue raspberry. I don’t like gum anymore. Hair Colour on Opposite Sex: brown or black. Brown. __________________________________________________ NAME SOMETHING THAT STARTS WITH A: aftershave...no idea why that popped in my head haha Absolut vodka. B: bubbles. Barnacles. C: chicken. Cheerleading. D: dark. Dartboard. E: entertainment. Elliptical. F: fooooood. Frontierland (spn). G: great. Gyration. J: jizz lol Jell-o. K: knife. that was jo's answer but i can't think of anything else. Kiss. L: latino - where the hell are these words coming from lol Laser. M: mother. Megaphone. N: nicotine. Narcolepsy. O: otter. Outback Steakhouse because I just ate there the other day. P: poker. Petticoat. Wow. Q: quailman! Quaker Boy. Man I miss that job.

R: reese's cup. Rage. S: shit. Salmon. T: titties? Tupperware. U: underwear. Uganda. V: van. Ventriloquist. W: walker. Wakeboard. X: xylophone - and no you spelled it right lol X-ray. Y: yorkie. Yosemite. Z: zane (hot guy on H2o). Zillow. I’m in the market for a house. __________________________________________________ LOVE Have a Crush: you could say that. Many, on celebrities. Do they like you back: yep. They don’t even know me. Or are you in a Relationship Now: yeah. Married. If Someone Likes You: doesn't matter. It’s whatevs. __________________________________________________ 5.. 5 FAVOURITE MOVIES 1. bring it on. 2. grind. 3. halloween. 4. dirty dancing. 5. degrassi goes hollywood. not so much for the movie, but for the fact that manny & jay got back together. Mean Girls, Bring it On, Grind, Halloween, and Pocahontas. 5 FAVOURITE CELEBRITIES 1. keith urban. 2. mike lobel. 3. sophia bush. 4. hilarie burton. 5. and yes, james lafferty. Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Jared Padalecki, Randy Owen, and Johnny Rzeznik. 5 THINGS YOU FIND IN YOUR ROOM 1. pandas - everywhere. 2. bed. 3. guitars. 4. tv. 5. clothes all over the floor. Mini fridge, bookshelves, record player, still clothes all over the floor, and Dave because he’s sleeping right now. Or he’s trying to. 5 THINGS YOU CANT LIVE WITHOUT 1. friends. 2. music. 3. chicken. 4. my phone. 5. beer. Money, Netflix, family/friends, Rockstar, and music. And cigarettes. 5 BEST ARTISTS/BANDS 1. goo goo dolls. 2. poison. 3. keith urban. 4. the spill canvas. 5. firehouse. Goo Goo Dolls, Alabama, Matchbox Twenty, All Time Low, and Sara Bareilles. 5 BEST BRANDS/STORES 1. old navy. 2. arizona/penney's. 3. avon. 4. spencer's. 5. thsirthell. Amazon, ULTA, Hot Topic, Sheetz, and Joann Fabrics just because I get a discount and they have all my Halloween decorations. __________________________________________________ QUESTIONS 1. Have an obsession? a few. Many. 2. Where do you plan to go this summer? road trip down south with mah bee eff eff. Well the Foo Fighters are gonna be in Cleveland July 25, which is the day before my birthday. So I wanna go to that. Also you can do tours of Waverly Hills Sanatorium in Louisville. 3. What Month is it? octoberrr. Obviously since I took this quiz eight years ago today, it’s also now October. 4. Anything big coming up? not really. Hopefully buying a house and moving home soon. 5. Why are you doing this? need something else to do while i watch gymnastics & wait for it to be 4 so i can watch the bills beat carolina. The sound on my tv keeps cutting out and it’s really aggravating so I got on my laptop to catch up on youtube videos but I got sidetracked doing this. 6. Like your parents? no. My dad yes. My mom...ehh, things are slowly improving. 7. Do you sleep with a teddy bear? heffalump. Nope. 8. Do you eat when you're nervous? i eat all the time. I didn’t even read my previous answer and “I eat all the time” popped into my head as soon as I saw the question. 9. Own a dress? surprisingly...i have like four or five...yeah, that's a lot for me lol I have a couple but I can’t wear them because of my skin. 10. Are you a fast typer? quite. 80-90 wpm. 11. Do you wanna have kids? no. Yes. 12. Who do you usually have Christmas dinner with? my parents, my sisters, mark, austen, maranda (now that she's here haha), cindy, and emily. and diane & the kids show up at some point during the day. My family but I won’t be home for Christmas this year. 13. Who do you celebrate New Years with? i haven't really celebrated it at all lately...but this year the crew's getting smashed for sure. I don’t celebrate it. 14. Where do you live? here. Ohio. Unfortunately. 15. Have you made a cootie catcher in your younger years? oh god, so many. Yeah a lot. 16. Plans this weekend? it's over. bowling, shopping, out with people, dinner, out again. Well this past weekend we went to Canton on Friday, I worked Saturday and then we got groceries, and we went home Sunday and came back here Monday. Next weekend I have no plans except work. 17. To your left is: wall, window, fan, cabinet, cd tower, atari stuff. Table, Dish remote, lamp, bottle of water, picture of my sister, some random mail, two candles, and Dave’s wallet/keys/deodorant/Axe spray. 18. To your right is: wall, fridge, pandas, guitars, amp, cabinet. My phone, Vizio remote, sound bar remote, another table with a bunch of crap on it, and the couch. 19. In your pocket is: nothing. Cigarettes, lighter, my debit card, and a Sheetz receipt. 20. Nervous about anything? kinda. Not really. 21. Scared of the Dark? nope. Negative. 22. Have any phobias? several. Driving, bridges, weather, specifically tornadoes even though I’ve never seen one, bees, being in public, the possibility of finding out that I can’t have kids, riding in a car with Dave, planes...I’m sure there are more but I can’t think of them all right now. 23.Your Opinion on Turtles? indifferent. Same. 24. Whats a Store near your house? save a lot, tops, arby's, family dollar, dollar general, the liquor store, CVS, the music store, goodwill, country fair, and all the places on main st. The closest one is a hair salon but idk if that counts as a “store”...probably one of the restaurants on 3rd st or Dollar General. 25. What did you do last march break? nothing? I don’t have March break. 26. Like Gum? only one kind. No. 27. Age you’d like to be? 274 days older than i am. Don’t care. 28. Place you would rather be? i'm good. Bradford. 29. Were you ever obsessed with High School Musical? haha yeah, i was for a while. You betcha. I still love it. Not the third one though. 30. Movie You Would like to see? paranormal activity. For the record, Paranormal Activity was shitty AF. I want to see Thank You For Your Service __________________________________________________ THE END Happy you're done? kinda. I have to poop so yeah I guess. What are you gonna do now? watch tv, watch football, then eat dinner. Poop, smoke a cigarette, and watch youtube videos.

#not spn #personal #about me #bring back myspace surveys 2k17 #i do what i want

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rememberingsuunday · 7 years ago

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Will I feel this big sadness forever?

long answer: my friends and I found the nearest sheetz after seeing all time low in baltimore for the final time. both nights of the show were actually a birthday surprise for laur (the first night was on her actual birthday), because she’d never been to a hometown show before…so what could be better than seeing your favorite band? anyway, to set the scene: we’re in the bathroom. she’d just changed into her pajamas before we all headed back on the road. liana was already out there placing her food order. I looked in the mirror - I was an absolute mess. I probably smelled really bad, I was very sweaty, my hair had knots for days and I had no voice. laur was telling me how much this whole trip meant to her, and we got on the subject of never really thinking we’d make it past certain ages in life, yet there we all were. together in a foreign state at nearly 2 am looking raggedy and busted as the result of having the time of our lives. I said to her how it’s almost incredible to look back on the days that hurt the most, because that feeling is so disconnected to me now. sure, I’ll remember those times always, but the feeling? can almost never come back to me. it doesn’t sound like much, but to think of how everything came together had me go through one of those “I really am alive, I really am okay” in the grand scheme of things moments. life is going to come at you, and things are going to hurt. things are going to suck. things will happen that are out of your control. things inside your head will be imbalanced. but these things don’t win. that light and love will find you. it will grow inside of you. it will blossom you into anew. it may not be all at once and it may not be perfect, but it will happen and you will know it. you will have something to hang onto, you will have something to get you through things. you will radiate and think about how things really do get better. because they can, they do, and more importantly, you will.

short answer: absolutely not.

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Tesla Design X vs. Porsche Cayenne: Images, functions, specs, review

The champ: Porsche’s fantastic Cayenne.

Matthew DeBord/Insider.

The Tesla Design Xs were what’s now called the Performance trim, currently priced at $105,000

These are two of the best high-end SUVs on the market, the respective peaks of gas-powered and all-electric propulsion.

I favor the Cayenne for now, however the Model X is something special.

In this corner, we have the champ: the amazing Porsche Cayenne, lord of the gas-burning high-end SUVs.

And in this corner, we have the Tesla Model X, the Cayenne of all-electric utes– our opposition.

It’s a reasonable fight. Fully equipped variations of each SUV can be had for around $100,000 Each offers stunning performance for a high end hauler of people and stuff. The Design X can even cram in a third row, making it a seven-passenger energy.

The opposition: Tesla’s magnificent Design X.

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The Model X is the newbie, but only reasonably. While the Cayenne has been with us since the early 2000 s, the Design X didn’t show up until 2015– but that implies we have actually had about 5 years to appreciate the X, in all its falcon-winged glory.

I drove the Design X not long after it debuted, and then a few years back when I took it on a 700- mile family road trip.

Both cars are great. Read on to see which SUV wins this contrast:

Up first is the Model X, most likely the most flamboyantly state-of-the-art SUV ever made. It debuted in 2015 with dramatic, upswinging “falcon-wing” doors.

Tesla Model X.

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I’ve driven it numerous times. The rates has actually moved around for many years, however at the moment, you can select from 2 trim levels, prior to including bonus: the $85,000 Long Range Plus and the $105,000 Efficiency.

Tesla Model X.

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Both current trim levels have a dual-motor, all-wheel-drive system.

Tesla Design X.

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About those doors: They have actually been a one-off for Teslas. The engineering postponed the Design X’s market arrival. They’re rather cool, they’re also tricky to build.

Tesla Design X.

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But they make getting into and out of the rear seats really simple. Still, Tesla isn’t preparing any new falcon-winged cars.

Tesla Design X.

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The Model X’s style follows the company’s view that an electric lorry look smooth, striking, and futuristic– however not too insane. The Model X’s aesthetic has actually held up perfectly for five years, however it’s most likely Tesla’s least appealing platform.

Tesla Model X.

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On the outdoors, anyway. The interior is simply amazing, particularly if you select the white simulated leather treatment.

Tesla Design X.

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After some problems with the original rear seats, Tesla decided to make them itself.

Tesla Model X.

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A 3rd row is readily available, but due to the fact that the Design X is basically a midsize SUV, these seats are exceptionally confined.

Tesla Model X.

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Even my youngest kid grumbled about having to ride back there on a long road trip.

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The Design X’s cargo capacity is outstanding.

Tesla Design X.

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The big front trunk, or “frunk,” looked after the overflow.

Tesla Design X.

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The Long Range Model X gives up some performance to deliver 351 miles of variety; but the quick trim still provides you 305 miles.

Tesla Model X.

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The Tesla infotainment system, which runs on an enormous main touchscreen, can use its GPS navigation to outline a course, “island hopping” from Supercharger to Supercharger– that’s Tesla’s nationwide fast-charging network– so that you don’t have to charge to full at every stop.

The center touchscreen in the Tesla Design X.

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The Design X, of course, also comes with Tesla’s Auto-pilot semi-self-driving system. It’s far better than the driver-assist system in the Porsche Cayenne. It has greater goals. In my screening, Auto-pilot has actually served as really sophisticated cruise control– and in some methods, its a difficulty to use, because it needs a high level of driver attention.

I also delight in driving the Model X so much that I wound up turning Autopilot off quite often. Ditto the Cayenne– these are high-performance SUVs that are implied to deliver delights behind the wheel. I do not want thee computer systems to have all the enjoyable!

On one of my trips, I pulled into a Sheetz to fill up on electrons.

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Design X ownership needs persistence. Level 2 charging at 240 volts is much slower, and drip charging using the Design X’s own cable television gets you about a mile per hour.

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The Model X I was driving at the time had a large, 100- kilowatt-hour battery. Now, you can get a 0-60 miles per hour time of 4.4 seconds from the Long Variety Plus, and 2.6 from the Performance.

Tesla Model X.

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Interior storage for the Design X is wonderful. You have cubbies, reconfigurable cupholders, and thanks to the lack of a gas powertrain, all kinds of legroom.

Tesla Design X.

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The infotainment system is spectacular. Numerous lorry functions are managed through it, so you need to rise a learning curve. However it covers all the bases and them some, including the usual Bluetooth device-pairing and USB connectivity, but also a stellar, Tesla-designed audio system.

Tesla Model X.

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The Tesla mobile app is likewise exceptional. It’s useful for everything from pre-cooling or -warming the interior to monitoring charging.

A screenshot of the Tesla mobile app.

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… The stunning Porsche Cayenne! shows here as a 2020 Coupé, Porsche’s most recent style– a fastback– for the best SUV ever constructed by human hands on world Earth.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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Check out the review of the Porsche Cayenne Coupé.

While the Coupé takes the type of a stylish, sporty fastback, with a sloping roofline.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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Coupés are all the rage in high-end SUV land. And technically, the Design X is a fastback.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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Have I ever been a fan of the Cayenne’s design?

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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My tester included a set of 21- inch “Spyder” wheels, a $2,700 additional. Front and back, this base-level Cayenne had cast-iron brake rotors and black calipers. No regenerative braking, as with the Design X.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The Cayenne Coupe has actually a 3.0-liter turbocharged V6, making 335 horse power with 332 pound-feet of torque.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The 4.0-liter, twin-turbocharged V8 makes 541 horsepower with 568 pound-feet of torque. This Porsche can tow almost 8,000 pounds, which is staggering. Fuel economy isn’t: 15 mpg city/19 highway/17 integrated, and that’s on premium gas.

Porsche Cayenne.

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For both Cayennes, power is sent to the all-wheel-drive system through an eight-speed automatic with a manual-shifting option.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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For the Coupé, there’s 22 cubic feet of cargo area, expandable to 54 with the rear seats dropped. For the Turbo, it’s 26 cubic feet, increasing to 59.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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That’s sufficient to handle daily life, however the Design X is definitely the remarkable hauler.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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Rear legroom for the Cayenne …

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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… is excellent. However there’s not a third-row alternative.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The Cayenne Coupé has a stunning panoramic glass roof. However the Design X has a windscreen that extends well up into the roofline.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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Porsches are supposed to be about driving, and the Cayenne has always distinguished itself on this score.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The thick, topstitched, multifunction steering wheel is heated, as are the front seats. The tachometer is front and center in the instrument cluster, and the drive-mode selector is located on the lower. You have Typical, Sport, Sport-Plus, and an Individual mode to select from.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The undergirdings of the Cayenne are complex.

Off-roading?

Not for nothing, however the key fob is Porsche-shaped.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The dash-center stop-watch is oh-so-Porsche.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The infotainment system runs on a 12.3- inch center touchscreen, with an adjunct screen on the right side of the instrument cluster. The system is great, handling GPS navigation, Bluetooth-pairing, and USB connectivity, dishing out the interface in crisp high-def.

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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I need to provide the edge to the Cayenne. However simply hardly!

Porsche Cayenne Coupe.

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The Porsche Cayenne is the greatest SUV ever made by human hands on world Earth. That verdict has just been enhanced for me the last two times I’ve driven the vehicle, in Cayenne Turbo and Coupé trims.

The Model X, on the other hand, is now the most offbeat automobile that Tesla presently produces. As an SUV, it’s something special. Although it’s 100%electric, I concluded back in 2015 when it released that it was the most substantial ute since the Cayenne, which made its own jaw-dropping launching over a years earlier.

The X is constantly fun, and it rarely fails to draw a crowd of admirers. And while the Model S sedan was a crucial vehicle for Tesla– its first clean-sheet style– the Model X was the company’s successful effort to integrate a great deal of technology with considerable high-end and outstanding EV performance. I’m unsure the business might ever produce such a content-crammed device again, although I’m eager to see what the Cybertruck offers.

Price-wise, the Model X has an advantage: the leading trim level begins at about $105,000, while the most stonking Cayennes are over $150,000 You’re gon na get all the Model X you can handle prior to you even climb midway up the mountain that is the Cayenne Turbo. (Still, the Turbo delivers a 0-60 mph time of 3.9 seconds, while the Model X Performance makes the run in 2.6.)

The Design X is also the way to go if you do not wish to invest the college fund on gas: it takes in zero gas and discharges nothing from a tailpipe, which it does not have. The Cayenne, nevertheless, get only about 20 mpg integrated (less, if you really take pleasure in the V8 versions) and makes a great deal of noise as it spews fumes from its several exhaust ports. (There is a monumentally effective hybrid version of the Cayenne, the Turbo S E-Hybrid, and there’s a hybrid version of both the base Cayenne and the Cayenne Coupé.)

That said, the Cayenne remains the requirement by which all other luxury utes are determined. The concern is actually whether you get what you pay for, and with the Porsche, there’s no doubt. You might recoil when the payments are due, however you won’t ever live in disappointment.

You likewise won’t need to wrangle with the Design X’s neurotic intricacy. This SUV has depths that even the most enthusiastic and dedicated owners have not plumbed. The Cayenne has a somewhat difficult infotainment system and some ornate driving-mode options, but otherwise you’re handling a quick SUV that plies its asphalt sorcery behind the scenes. How can something this big and heavy manage so magnificently? Cue the positive chuckles of grinning German engineers.

So there you have it. The Model X is excellent. The Cayenne is a little higher. Wow! A close race.

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pauli-amorous replied to your post “the pens are filled with sin because they have to go to sheetz instead...”

i've never been to a wawa but having grown up in the northeast i think sheetz is really awesome. like, the bathrooms are clean, the food selection is great, there's free pressurized air, it's amazing

look nigel, I mean it when I say sheetz is darkside wawa. wawa has brighter lighting, always has the cheapest gas, doesn’t sell creepy things called “fryz” or burgers with mozzarella stick ON THEM (SIN!!), and has at least 10 more flavors of coffee. also there are no sinful beer caves created by using a technical loophole in pa liquor laws. plus wawa serves the superior half of the state (the east).

tldr: wawa is a lovely, useful convenience store with very cheap gas and good food. sheetz is a liminal space sneaking over from a hell dimension that is perfect for road trips but too sinister for everyday life.

#pauli-amorous #my post #look man any place that will sell me a liter sized slushie for $1.39 is perfect for the road but not to be trusted

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0xo-depressed-xo0-blog · 8 years ago

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Raised by a woman who isn't my mom. That woman is my nana.

I never thought I’d be one of those kids. One of those kids who has to explain that I was raised by my grandmother. My Nana as I called her. Most people ask the typical question of “why did she raise you and your brother.” I never know how to answer that. What am I supposed to say. Am I supposed to let a Stanger know my mom had my brother and I at a young age. Should i tell them how my mom was deemed unfit to care for us . How a judge gave me to my nana at the age of 5. Should make up a lie. Sometimes I don’t even answer at all. I give them a blank stare. One thing people will never understand is it don’t get any easier. It gets harder as you get older. All your friends are able to say their mom or dad are their best friends. They get to tell stories of all the fun times they had with their parents. All I really have to tell is the times my mom did me wrong. All the times she hurt me of my brother. Now I’m sitting here typing this making it seem like being raised by my nana was a bad thing. It never was. She is the one who became my best friend. She’s the lady I would give the world to. She’s the person who gave the world to me. Plus more. Most kids can’t sit here and say they have an amazing bond with their grandmother. They look at their grandmother like a grandmother. Crazy to say I look at mine like a mom. When I’m in a room full of strangers I get asked who is my mom. I point to my Nana without hesitation. You may ask why. You may not understand. So I’m gonna explain it to you. When it was my first day of kindergarten she was the one to woke me up. Fed me my breakfast, get me dressed, and put me on that big yellow bus. When it was time for me to learn how to read and write. When I had a hard time learning division she was the one who sat at the kitchen table for many hours explaining it to me in a way I’d understand. She got me the help I needed for my ADD. She was the one by my side. She was the person always by my side cheering me on.she put me into girl scouts. You may not realize how much money that is. How much time it takes from an adults life. It’s time consuming. So many trips to pick me up. As I got older the things she helped me with changed. 6th grade came along. It was time for graduation. Time to move up to middle school. That’s when she really became my best friend. Through every bad grade. Through every long night. Taking me to a friend’s house. Picking me up from the mall. The starting point of me needing therapy. Yes I’m saying it. The starting point of therapy. This is when things got hard. For many years I didn’t see her as my best friend. I was in a state of Mind that made me push her away. When I got to high school. My 9th grade year I wanna say that was my hardest year of them all. I had to tell my best friend that I was sad. I had to tell her the little girl she tried to protect was broken. I had to show her my self harm. I had to tell her about my eating disorder. I had to explain to her that I hear voices. Explain that getting out of bed each day is hard. Had to tell her i was raped. You would have thought I was crazy. You would think she would flip out. She did much more than that. She got me the help I needed. She never left my side. She did all for awhile. Through the long nights of crying. To the countless trips to doctors. Sometimes i had to see doctors every other day. Or every day. She made sure I took my depression medicine on time. Making sure I ate. The many times she had me put in an inpatient program to get me the help I truly needed. She did it all. I know she got tired. She kept pushing through though. She was my hero. Without a doubt i knew she was my best friend. She never made me feel alone. She made me feel like I could take on anything. She made me fight the storm. She made my hell have light. I could go on and tell you about the hard times we had together. Her dealing with my depression and eating disorder was never easy. We have come far together in that journey and to this day we are still continuing it. Working side by side to make sure I’m healthy. What I’m going to tell you now is how instead of having memories with my parents. I have memories with my nana. There’s no one else I’d wanna go to the grocery store with. How we would get up in the morning take the back road through the country listening to her jazz and oldies. Singing along without a care in the world. She taught me how to swim. How she would take a certain way home just so I could get a chai from sheetz because she knows that’s my favorite drink. How to plant flowers the correct way. How to cook her amazing food. How to make cards. Even though she shortly learned I was better than her. Vacations with her were always the best. She would do anything to put a smile on my face. Even if it was a trip to green lakes for a few hours while visiting new York. She always made the best of it. Boy did our family have some big vacations though. Not just because of her I do have to add that my pop pop made this stuff happen to. Trips to mount Rushmore. Beach trips. North Dakota and south Dakota. You name a state. I’ve probably been there. Because of everything I’ve done with my nana. When I do something she’s the first person I wanna invite. She’s the person I wanna tell. I’m almost 19 now and currently not living with her. So our relationship is 6 hours away but still the best. Long phone calls. Texting 24-7. She comes up to visit me basically every month. So our lunch dates mean a little more. Our hugs last a little big longer. Our laughs are a little bit more meaningful. And our time together means more. So as I sit here and type this to you. You now see that being raised by a grandmother is a little different. There’s some different emotions. Do I ever sit here and wish my mom raised me. Do I ever wish my past and family life was normal. Yes I do. I wouldn’t be a human if I didn’t. I do want you to understand that I wouldn’t want my past to be changed. I wouldn’t wanna be raised by anyone else. I’m proud to be raised by my nana. Im grateful I was raised by my nana. I’m glad she become the best friend I’ve always wanted. She’s my person. She will always be my person. I love her more than I’ll ever love anyone else. She’s not just my person. She’s not just my best friend. She’s my other half. -Elizabeth Shaw

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Glad to hear it! Got any special plans for the weekend?? And I know! I simply can't contain my excitement :D

I typically just am a homebody on weekends, but I’m actually supposed to go on a mini road trip with my friend this Saturday. If you’re in the northeast of the US, you might know of a lovely food chain called Sheetz. Sadly, there aren’t any in Philly, and since both my friend and I love Sheetz, we will randomly take road trips to the nearest one, which is an hour and a half away, stuff our faces with a bunch of food, and drive back XD

Oh mannnnnnn yes, prepare for the feels. I haven’t watched that movie in a long time, but I distinctly remember bawling my eyes out during it. Especially since I was obsessed with Gerard Butler when it came out.

I feel ya on laundry. I’m lucky enough that my landlord bought us a washer and dryer that’s in the basement of our building, and we don’t have to pay for it (which is a blessing bc in past apartments I had to drive to a laundromat and pay to do laundry). But I still hate running up and down the steps for each load; it always feels like it takes up an entire day. I can hardly wait to read your threesome story!!! No rush! You still have a decent amount of time! I might make a post this weekend and try to tag the people that I haven’t gotten fics from, just as a friendly reminder that the deadline is approaching :D

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From Swedish Fish to charcuterie, these are the snacks that keep Eater staffers sated on long car rides This summer, the road trip was the only option for many of us to get in some kind of vacation or pay a long-overdue visit to faraway loved ones. And given the unpredictability of food options along routes these days, road trip snacks — always an essential item on the road trip packing list — were more important than ever. There are certain essential qualities to a road trip snack: You should be able to eat it with one hand and with minimal mess. But beyond that, there are several interpretations of the genre. Road trip snacks may be the foods you find at gas stations and convenience stores, or indulgent treats that make the trip more bearable. Some road trippers select snacks based on their resemblance to an actual balanced meal, or on whether or not they’ll ensure the driver stays alert at the wheel. Eater staffers’ preferred snacks run the gamut. Here’s what fuels them through long car rides these days, as well as in better times. The sweet Bit-O-Honey: Bit-O-Honey works as a road trip snack because you can eat an entire bag of them and not feel awful (trust me, I just did this on a six-hour drive from Northern to Southern California). It’s somewhat hilarious that this honey-flavored taffy seems to only be available at truck stops and gas stations. Drivers and passengers alike will crush hours gnawing on these glorious sweets, with microscopic almond pieces giving a modicum of texture. Getting the sticky bits out of your teeth is the rest of the fun. — Matt Kang, Eater LA editor Swedish Fish: I always have a bag of Swedish Fish on hand for a road trip. They perk you up, they’re chewy and sweet, and they’re the kind of candy I don’t eat every day. It’s also the ONLY time I drink Red Bull. — Lesley Suter, travel editor Frozen Snickers: I’ve always maintained that a frozen Snickers bar is much, much better than an ice cream Snickers bar, the latter being an inferior product that melts too quickly and the former being something that will last in the car. — Ryan Sutton, Eater NY chief critic/data lead Sour Patch Kids: My husband and I both agree that Sour Patch Kids are an absolute must on the road. I prefer the watermelon, but he likes the classics. I’m still bitter that the classic recipe seems to have changed, though; I swear they’re not as sour as they used to be. — Rachel Blumenthal, Eater Boston editor Beaver Nuggets: Road-tripping in Texas means you have to stop by Buc-ee’s and grab a bunch of their packaged snacks. Despite the unfortunate name, the Beaver Nuggets (actually sweet corn puffs) are really great. — Nadia Chaudhry, Eater Austin editor Trail mix: I buy Archer Farms trail mix from Target — specifically the Monster one with tons of chocolate. Ignore the raisins. — Ellie Krupnick, managing editor The savory Snyder’s of Hanover Pretzel Pieces, Honey Mustard & Onion: These carry a Midas touch, covering your fingertips in a golden powder that plays off plain hard pretzels with two sources of tangy-sweet flavor: onion and honey mustard. Grasping for the few thin pieces that hold more powder than pretzel turns every bag into a treasure hunt. — Gabe Hiatt, Eater D.C. editor Blue Diamond Almonds, Bold Wasabi & Soy: Those thin tubes of wasabi and soy sauce almonds are my road trip snack of choice for a number of reasons. First, they give you all the savory and salt pop of potato chips without the gross “ugh, did I just eat a whole bag of potato chips?” hangover. Second, the pain of wasabi build-up is a great way to stay awake during more monotonous stretches, far less cliched than slapping yourself or other self-abuse you see in the movies. Third, its narrow container is perfect to just tip into your mouth — an act that seems obscene (and obscures your vision) when it’s a chip bag, but makes perfect sense when the bag is long and narrow... and it saves your steering wheel, upholstery, etc. from every road tripper’s nemesis: snack grease. — Eve Batey, Eater SF news editor Corn Nuts: Corn Nuts are not the sexiest snack, but they fit conveniently in your cupholder and you can just pick at them and shove a handful in your mouth with relative ease. Bonus: If you drop some, they don’t melt all over your car like a bunch of jerks. — Stefania Orrù, coordinating producer Pizzeria Combos: Combos are so good, but not just any kind: pizza-flavored Combos are the best. They are super salty, bite-sized, and filled with some type of cheesy pizza flavoring. It’s like getting to dip a pretzel in cheese in every bite. I will always eat the whole entire bag on the road regardless of how long the drive is. — Stephen Pelletteri, executive producer Regional chips: I go for regional takes on barbecue/red hot chips, especially if I am in a new-to-me area where there’s more opportunities to experiment with unfamiliar brands. Pennsylvania gas stations are the best bet for the intersection of multiple brands: One place might get you Snyder’s, Wise, Herr’s, Martin’s, Middleswarth, Utz... No real interest in mesquite/sweet varieties, though. — Missy Frederick, cities director Ritz Bits, cheese: I only ever buy them at rest stops; I’m scared to invite them into my life outside of that context. — Emma Alpern, senior copy editor The more holistic meal plans Carrots and celery: My most recent preferred road trip snack is just straight carrot sticks and celery. I did that on a road trip recently and, magically, I didn’t feel like crap at the end of the trip. Plus, they have that snap and crunch that’s a necessity for a good snack. — Brenna Houck, Eater Detroit editor Cheese and charcuterie: On the very Los Angeles end of the spectrum, I get mini-cheese and charcuterie boards from Lady & Larder in Mar Vista and then hand feed my boyfriend soft cheeses and cured meats while he drives. — Nicole Adlman, cities manager Beef jerky, nuts, coffee, and electrolytes: Most of my road trips of late are about the destination, not the journey, and involve driving for 10-14 hours straight — so the idea is to make as few as stops as possible. My road diet therefore is gas station hillbilly x keto bro: beef jerky, nuts, coffee, and Smart Water (or any other electrolyte-loaded water). All the salt means you only need to pit stop when your car does, no matter much you drink, while a zero carb regimen blunts any possible post-prandial zzzs; there’s nothing worse than feeling super full when you’ve got six more hours in a car, even if you have that many episodes of You’re Wrong About left in your podcast queue. The deep flaw in this plan is that you’re totally at the mercy of the gas station and whatever it merchandises. It’s sort of cheating, because going with the flow is how I approach long drives, but on my usual run between New York and Georgia, I’ve taken to plotting out where the territories of Wawa and Sheetz begin and end to guarantee access to actually edible jerky (the national brands are all trash now, RIP Field Trip) and potable coffee. (As someone who has no particular dog in that regional skirmish, I think Wawa and Sheetz are equally good? SORRY.) At the end of the day, it’s a road trip, and you can’t really appreciate arriving if you haven’t suffered along the way. — Matt Buchanan, executive editor from Eater - All https://ift.tt/2FCgQ6A

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