i just finished re-watching season one of the OC.
and i wept for the last fifteen minutes straight.
i adore ryan atwood and the cohens.
today, taylor and i did some manly things.
we went to two gun shops searching for some special ammo, ate at cheba hut (MMM!), and played at bass pro shop. taylor taught me about different types of fish, and different types of guns.
we also browsed around shepler's (the cowboy store) where i rode (sat on) a ceramic bull. there are steps leading up to a platform so you can climb onto the bull, and as i was walking up there, this old cowboy man said to me, "well now, is that the auction block?" i sure do have a way with the elderly men. gross. also while at shepler's, i got a much needed dream catcher for my rear-view mirror.. did you know that i'm 1/16 cherokee?
we went to sportsman's warehouse, and later ended up at taylor's house shooting a bottle of saline solution in the backyard. then we ate hot dogs and did some wikipedia research on skinwalkers and watched youtube videos of sasquatch.
i'm pretty sure my life can't get any better.
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my friend's dad served his mission on an Indian reservation (or something) and he has lots of super creepy stories about skinwalkers.
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