Hotel California!!!

I just got back from a spontaneous trip to California. For one thing, wow, the view was amazing in Northern California! Rolling hills, winding roads... Rolling hills... And a very intriguing town called Weed, California. I wanted to stop and get a shirt but Lawrence didn't let me.

Anyway, the first night we got in a bit past ten and there was nothing open for food except for drive through. But we had a forty foot trailer so we can't go through. Instead, I walked through. It was quite interesting. The cars acted like I was in a car, giving me lots of space. We hadn't eaten in 8 hours so it tasted quite delicious. Then the next day, we went and walked through a KFC drive through and ate the food on the tail gate. Classic.

Speaking of classic, just the fact that i went on a road trip around California with my guitar was so cool. Although now I'm pretty sick of Lawrence. x_x Many a night we stayed up late and checked into hotels passed midnight. Oh well. In an attempt to keep this short I'll leave it at that.

levels of uncertainty

I was really bored and this funny thing popped into my head. Let's say that a person is answering a yes or no question in real life, not on a survey. Here are what I believe to be the levels of uncertainty.

1st level: "Probably."

2nd level: "Maybe."

3rd level: "I don't know."

4th level: "Probably; maybe."

5th level: "Probably; maybe; i don't know!"

Unless asking a impressionable, teenage adolescent. Then all of these mean the morally wrong answer of the two.

Thank God I'm not impressionable.

Woops...

I've neglected this for a little too long. My bad. Let's see, well as soon as I got back from Minnesota I went to the Coldplay concert. . . Which was AWESOME!!!... Sorry. I got some great pictures on my phone, but i need some cord from my dad to get on the computer because I can't email from my phone or anything. (no data plan). I will get those on here eventually... Moving on, I also tried to win a couple hundred dollars at a local singing competition lately and, well, to put it bluntly; it was rigged. Some ditzy (but hot) blond chick who couldn't sing got into the final five of the competition; while others who were better than me and played more toward the demographic (country) didn't. But it wasn't a total loss. At the event where the competition was, I met up with some friends from school; whome I hadn't seen in weeks. Which is way too long in my book. In fact I still have to call up a couple of them and see if they wanna go see a movie. Hmm. Transformers 2 or 500 Days of Summer.