hotel california

It is July 1^st. It is also 55 degrees and rainy. Seattle is basically giving all of its residents a big “fuck you.” I, for one, am deeply offended.

That is why (or, a component of why) I’m ditching out. Three-day holiday weekend? You’ve got to be crazy if you think I’m spending it in this. There is only one solution to my summer blues: Los Angeles.

Hot dog heaven!

You heard it here first. I threw down a ridiculous chunk of change on a very last-minute round trip on Virgin America. I am going to visit friends, go to beach parties, window shop, eat Pink’s hot dogs, and hopefully this time I won’t spend hundreds of dollaz at Moods of Norway, but we can’t rule anything out at this point. Also, as per my last entry, I will probably spend a fair amount of time “retoxing.”

The irony of this post’s title is that KJ and I don’t even know where we’re sleeping down there. Details.

I have an issue where I feel guilty spending money, but I am trying to work on that. What am I hoarding all my paychecks for? The car I don’t drive, the wedding I’m not planning, the kids I don’t have, the house I don’t own? What? I have no expenses besides rent and my one credit card. I have no one financially dependent on me. I am not saving up for any big purchases in the near future. (Except I am dreaming of a big-screen HD TV, but still, in the scope of things, not that huge of an investment.) Also, it’s pretty patriotic to spend money, and what better time to support our country’s capitalist economy than during 4th of July?! USA!

Plus, these days, I seem to be raking in the money… in weird ways. Last night I was at a concert and some dude in line for drinks paid me $20 for my number. Hahahahahaha. You better believe I engaged in that transaction. (Then proceeded to ignore his subsequent calls/texts last night, because… no.)

Here is my Ultimate LA Playlist:
Miley Cyrus – Party in the USA (for KJ, if nothing else)
LL Cool J – Goin Back to Cali
2Pac – California Love
Phantom Planet – California (not amazing, but it makes me feel like I’m in The OC, sooo…)
LMFAO – Shots (this is really a playlist song for any time I am partying outside of Seattle.)
Beach Boys – California Girls
There are obviously a lot more great songs about LA/California, but they are kind of downers, and when I am on vacation, I want to ignore life and pretend that everything is one huge celebration… therefore I cannot in good faith include things like Elliott Smith – “LA” and RHCP – “Californication”… although to include stupid Miley Cyrus over Elliott Smith on any playlist just feels plain wrong. But I do plan on visiting his memorial when I’m down there this weekend! (And maybe his house? Too creepy? Also not part of the “life is just a party” mood I’m attempting to cultivate for my weekend, I guess.) 

Well, see you in California. Time to R-O-C-K in the USA.