I'm off to Phoenix for a few days. I know nothing about the city besides that it is huge, ugly, and hot. Yay for vacation!

Today I turn 23. I am making myself vegan french toast and coffee. I am also going to clean my room in preparation for the mad festivities in honor of this event which will occur tomorrow as the workers of the world come together to celebrate their red-haired mistress's turning 23.

I have returned!

SLC is really fucking cold, yet, I am pleased to have returned. I am pleased because now I can look at porn as much as I wish, I can drink till I am kicked out, and my friends are all here.

Hello, friends.

Austin is a lovely city indeed. It seems that Texans do not believe in raking upt heir leaves, which makes the whole city feel like it's in perpetual Autumn.

All of the cabdrivers here speak English, yet somehow can't navigate the city very effectively.

I'm preparing for New Year's Eve by not leaving my house.

I'm also attempting to remedy the travesty which is my hair. It's brown! That bitch at the salon thinks that fire engine red=brown. But she is wrong and now I must suffer for it.