haley's great blog of fun: Dallas Week

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Dallas Week

Camping pics!

There were prairie dog mounds all over our camp site. Dad said if you roast one its tail gets stiff and you can eat it like a popsicle. I'll just take his word for it.

The lake Jeanette defiled.

Gramps fishin.

Attractive.

(By the way dude, I think there's a boogie in your nose for this last one...)

We were chillaxin and feeding these little guys. I love them because they eat bread like a fat guy eats a sandwich.

I was practicing for Japan, but Jeanette cut off my peace sign when she probably should've cutt off my ridiculously large face. Wide load, look out!

The flippin best part of camping. Weenie roast!!!!

My mom makes me wear a helmet.

Day 2: Had to go into "town" to buy some floaties.

This rock monument is probably the epicenter of their community. If I had to guess, it's probably where their first potatoe sack race was held.

Aaand a direct result of boredome.

Went a little nuts with the hair pics, but they are worth it.

(There was your big gross brain picture, Butthead.)

She was saying something about kicking my butt in Scrabble...

...but here's what it looks like to be losing by over 100 points.

What was that you said about winning...?

JK, let's be mature!

Mexicans really love these things, especially this girl. She always gets caca everywhere, especially on the right side of her great face. "Right side...strong side..." Secretly I like it.

Gnarly ants dominating our watermelon.

Floatie action. These things are incredible and life changing.

America's next Top Model comin atcha like lightnin.

Okay, we decided to check out Wichita Falls and it was about as exciting as the rock we saw earlier.

This truck ruined my shot and my life. The focal point is actually the background.

So, we couldn't find their downtown. When we asked a resident where it was they told us we'd find it if we drove down Scott Street. Well, Scott Street came and went without any trace of modern living. But we finally found Wichita Falls' down town after we got out our microscopes and saw these three buildings. So here it is in all it's glory.

Back home, and the proud new owner of a chaco tan (and a jacked up toe from running into the produce stand at WalMart).

Jeanette has a big fat mouth. I've been calling it The Abyss, and now you can see why.

Nice face, Frankenstein.

For fun.

Then we went to Six Flags!! Our first ride was this kiddie one called El Sombrero. We figured it was appropriate.

I don't know how the heck I get my face to do half the things it does. Just try not to puke.

Then we stood in line for three million years that took us through a cave which smelled like an overheated urinal, where this kid splashed mud all over Jeanette's foot...and all for a rollercoaster in the dark that had maybe one dip, no upside down turns, and smashed your womanhood every time it stopped.

Life is full of disappointments.
Fortunately, they're usually not as tragic as this one.

Took these while we were waiting.

We were trying to get a good shot of my Unicorn Volcano Cyclopse Bindi-Dot Zit.

You can't really see it in these, but don't worry. I found a good angle and got a way better shot. I'm convinced something was about to hatch out of that thing.

We also discovered Jeanette has weird nose wrinkles in line for the Titan.

Here's our rollercoaster pic. This picture is amazes me. Because not only are Jeanette's muscles exploding, so is her face. Pretty much my best friend can beat up your best friend. And my do-rag can beat up your do-rag.

Gotta get all the pics in before I leave. Boo.

She was a majorly chunky kid, and I'd never seen her look like her baby pics til that moment. Had to get a pic.

I just happened to be in town to witness the second batch of Gospel for Asia interns graduate! I can hardly believe a year has come and gone since I first finished. I loved seeing all the familiar faces and some cool new ones. So that was special.

Me and Carrie Joy. My rad running buddy! We almost got eaten by a rattle snake once.

Sheri and Sarah. Sher's one of the graduating interns who's way super fun and very "special". Sarah's one of my very missed Spinster House roomies!

All three of us. Apparently people kept calling Sheri "Haley", and the moment I stepped foot into GFA people started calling me "Sheri". Lindsey even came up and said "Well...I used to think you guylooked alike, but now that I see you together...I know you look alike." Poor girl.

Gangsta enya face.

I have eyebrows, promise.

Beaker and I stuffed our pie holes and then split to Arbor Hills. I love this place.

Everybody else is probably sick of seeing our faces, but these are some of my favorite pics in the whole world. So, yeah!

Jeanette's neck is a stick.

Recreating the phenomenon.

Hahah...sorry. "State of confusion."

I like takin pictures when people don't know, in a not-creepy way.

But she caught on to my sneakiness.

Nice.

Texmex has this weird OCD compulsion to crunch leaves. I think she actually kinda panicked and got a tint of mad when I started pushing her out of the way to crunch them before her.

OMG. Just laugh.

Left Friday morning. Friday mourning.

She had to go straight to work after dropping me off at the airport. Whoever said that parting is such sweet sorrow should just change it to say parting completely blows doo chunks.