Vacation pics!
Sep. 15th, 2009 12:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rachg82I finally have my vacation pics uploaded onto my computer, folks! And only three months after the actual trip. I'm quick like that. There's a kajillion pics here, so plenty to enjoy. There's also the promised "Kevin and I sing to Glee" pics. I would pretend to be embarassed by these, but they're just too funny for me to care. Ha.
I'll probably be updating again in the next day or two to talk about Glee and Mad Men, and BSG as well. I've pretty much totally given up on finishing my BSG commentary by the time Bones starts, by the way. Heh. That was a pipe dream that was never meant to be considering my ramblyness. That and I'm being all over-ambitious and including screencaps in my next entry, heh. (So what if no one else on my flist watches the show? WATCH ME CARE. Hee.)
P.S. Speaking of Bones, three days and counting y'all! *sets timer*
P.S.S. Re: my "current mood," I think I have the swine flu. That or a mild case of the plague. Or, you know, it could just be a mild bug and my period, but swine flu and the plague sound so much more dramatic, you know? Either way though, it needs to go away.
Me and Jen (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dosidella), right after I first arrived.
Here's Kevin and Jen on their deck. Note the bottle of Vodka, heh. They are a bad influence!
Jen and I preparing for our drunky night out on the town. Note: Jen's margaritas do not fuck around. I was pretty much drunk instantly.
This is Jo, a friend of Jen & Kevin's, who hung out with us a couple times during the trip (I met her on my last trip out there a couple years ago). If I remember correctly, her happy face here is due to Kevin saying we could play Boggle that night. Haha. Gotta appreciate Boggle joy!
Here's a shot of the rain we got caught in at Kevin's bar (where he worked); it was so stormy there were actual tornado and flash-flood warnings. I was like "I thought I left Portland to get away from the rain, damn!" Heh.
Hanging out at Kevin's bar with some of his friends. Poor Jen and her sunburned face.
Me at one of the bars we went to that night.
And here's another pic of me from the same bar. I would try to remember what was so funny here, but I'm pretty sure it was just booze. Heh.
This one cracks me up. Kevin is looking SO LOVINGLY at that beer. (P.S. what the fuckity fuck is going on with the back of my hair in this one? I swear, this is what happens when my hair is introduced to rain, people. It ain't pretty.)
Jen and me outside the bar. I think this one's cute.
Kevin trying to show off his manly, manly ways. This is pretty much the best picture since ever.
Kevin learning that what goes around, comes around. Hee. (Actually this shot was totally staged, but doesn't it look pretty real?)
Me, Kevin, and his brother. Kevin kept flipping off the camera all week, too. Apparently it's a family thing. Also? I AM SO FUCKING SHORT, DAMN.
Jen & Kevin outside the bar, looking all adorable and happy together. It's not just the alcohol; they're like this all the time. It's kind of disgusting. Haha. Okay, that may be the single bitterness speaking, don't mind me!
Jen and I doing what we could not stop doing for the cameras all week long while drunk: making fish-faces (in Jen's case) and punk-rock signs (in my case).
Jen eventually started doing it too. Haha. (this one was taken in their living room after we dragged ourselves home that night.)
Jen totally hatin' on my "westside" hand gesture. Damn east-coasters.
Kevin and I chilling at their place.
And again, chillaxin' some more.
And here's where it starts getting really ridiculous. Remember how I told you guys that Kevin kept playing the Glee version of "Don't Stop Believin" all week? Right, well, here's what happens when you combine that with two really, really drunk people.
Enjoy:
Here's Kevin as he started playing the song. There was no stopping him at this point, trust me.
The expression on my face here is totally "you've got to be fucking kidding me right now with this." Ha.
'Nuff said.
And finally I join in and stop trying to pretend I don't love the song too. Haha.
PUNK-ROCK! Haha. Nevermind the fact that this song is about as far from punk-rock as one can get.
Here we are making the Glee hand symbol from the promos. Although honestly the other connotation (i.e. "loser") would probably apply here too. Hee.
Not quite sure what I was pouting about here, but this pic makes me laugh regardless.
This is one of Kevin and I with their dog. I think this is a nice one.
This was another evening that same week at another bar Kevin used to work at. In my defense, I only had like one drink that night!
(but that one drink happened to be a Long Island Iced Tea. Haha)
Kevin and I at the same bar.
And just to prove we did occasionally do things sober on this trip, here's a pic of me at the dog park. We also watched a lot of Jeopardy (we are such nerds, haha), and had a Bones marathon too. Unfortunately I couldn't get pictures of that, as they'd be too boring. Hee. Except I imagine a shot of my gleeful face as I converted Jen to the show would probably be pretty entertaining.
Jen at another park we went to that day. She didn't like this pic when I took it, but I think it's adorable, so too bad Jen! Heh.
Here's a shot of Pittsburgh from a place at the top of the city (can't remember the name). The river was brown from all the flooding mentioned above.
Jen and I at the same place.
Kevin and Jen at the same look-out spot, standing in front of a church I thought was pretty.
This is the parade Jen and Kevin went to in honor of their team winning the Stanley Cup (that I skipped due to my mighty, vengeful hangover after our Glee singing-filled night). I had to hear about the Stanley Cup THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS THERE. Seriously, Pittsburgh is *serious* about its hockey & football.
Remember how I said their cat gives high-fives? I submit proof!
It just doesn't get funnier than our expressions here. (This was taken on my last morning there, I think. Hence the pjs.)
Appropriate pic is appropiate. ("No more pics!" Hee)
And thus concludes our coverage of Rachael's Trip to Pittsburgh, 2009. I think from these pictures we can gather several pieces of wisdom:
-Rachael should not be allowed to make punk-rock signs so much
-Kevin should not be allowed near mp3s while drunk. Or conversely he should, but only when a camera is present to better assist in future humiliation on my livejournal
-Jen should next time be dragged into our ridiculousness, because she got off way too easy here
-and, finally, Long Island Iced Teas are delicious.
Lastly, for our Vid of the Day, I'm going with a Bones one in honor of its impending return. This one is by elekta, and is full of Booth/Bones sweetness. I even love it enough to forgive the vidder for not knowing how to spell "breathe." They get it right in the title, but screw it up in the actual vid itself, which confuzzles me. But that's okay because it's a great vid otherwise. And hello, it's about Booth and Brennan, so they can spell it "breeth" for all I care. It's still going to be cute as hell.
I'll probably be updating again in the next day or two to talk about Glee and Mad Men, and BSG as well. I've pretty much totally given up on finishing my BSG commentary by the time Bones starts, by the way. Heh. That was a pipe dream that was never meant to be considering my ramblyness. That and I'm being all over-ambitious and including screencaps in my next entry, heh. (So what if no one else on my flist watches the show? WATCH ME CARE. Hee.)
P.S. Speaking of Bones, three days and counting y'all! *sets timer*
P.S.S. Re: my "current mood," I think I have the swine flu. That or a mild case of the plague. Or, you know, it could just be a mild bug and my period, but swine flu and the plague sound so much more dramatic, you know? Either way though, it needs to go away.
Me and Jen (
dosidella), right after I first arrived.Here's Kevin and Jen on their deck. Note the bottle of Vodka, heh. They are a bad influence!
Jen and I preparing for our drunky night out on the town. Note: Jen's margaritas do not fuck around. I was pretty much drunk instantly.
This is Jo, a friend of Jen & Kevin's, who hung out with us a couple times during the trip (I met her on my last trip out there a couple years ago). If I remember correctly, her happy face here is due to Kevin saying we could play Boggle that night. Haha. Gotta appreciate Boggle joy!
Here's a shot of the rain we got caught in at Kevin's bar (where he worked); it was so stormy there were actual tornado and flash-flood warnings. I was like "I thought I left Portland to get away from the rain, damn!" Heh.
Hanging out at Kevin's bar with some of his friends. Poor Jen and her sunburned face.
Me at one of the bars we went to that night.
And here's another pic of me from the same bar. I would try to remember what was so funny here, but I'm pretty sure it was just booze. Heh.
This one cracks me up. Kevin is looking SO LOVINGLY at that beer. (P.S. what the fuckity fuck is going on with the back of my hair in this one? I swear, this is what happens when my hair is introduced to rain, people. It ain't pretty.)
Jen and me outside the bar. I think this one's cute.
Kevin trying to show off his manly, manly ways. This is pretty much the best picture since ever.
Kevin learning that what goes around, comes around. Hee. (Actually this shot was totally staged, but doesn't it look pretty real?)
Me, Kevin, and his brother. Kevin kept flipping off the camera all week, too. Apparently it's a family thing. Also? I AM SO FUCKING SHORT, DAMN.
Jen & Kevin outside the bar, looking all adorable and happy together. It's not just the alcohol; they're like this all the time. It's kind of disgusting. Haha. Okay, that may be the single bitterness speaking, don't mind me!
Jen and I doing what we could not stop doing for the cameras all week long while drunk: making fish-faces (in Jen's case) and punk-rock signs (in my case).
Jen eventually started doing it too. Haha. (this one was taken in their living room after we dragged ourselves home that night.)
Jen totally hatin' on my "westside" hand gesture. Damn east-coasters.
Kevin and I chilling at their place.
And again, chillaxin' some more.
And here's where it starts getting really ridiculous. Remember how I told you guys that Kevin kept playing the Glee version of "Don't Stop Believin" all week? Right, well, here's what happens when you combine that with two really, really drunk people.
Enjoy:
Here's Kevin as he started playing the song. There was no stopping him at this point, trust me.
The expression on my face here is totally "you've got to be fucking kidding me right now with this." Ha.
'Nuff said.
And finally I join in and stop trying to pretend I don't love the song too. Haha.
PUNK-ROCK! Haha. Nevermind the fact that this song is about as far from punk-rock as one can get.
Here we are making the Glee hand symbol from the promos. Although honestly the other connotation (i.e. "loser") would probably apply here too. Hee.
Not quite sure what I was pouting about here, but this pic makes me laugh regardless.
This is one of Kevin and I with their dog. I think this is a nice one.
This was another evening that same week at another bar Kevin used to work at. In my defense, I only had like one drink that night!
(but that one drink happened to be a Long Island Iced Tea. Haha)
Kevin and I at the same bar.
And just to prove we did occasionally do things sober on this trip, here's a pic of me at the dog park. We also watched a lot of Jeopardy (we are such nerds, haha), and had a Bones marathon too. Unfortunately I couldn't get pictures of that, as they'd be too boring. Hee. Except I imagine a shot of my gleeful face as I converted Jen to the show would probably be pretty entertaining.
Jen at another park we went to that day. She didn't like this pic when I took it, but I think it's adorable, so too bad Jen! Heh.
Here's a shot of Pittsburgh from a place at the top of the city (can't remember the name). The river was brown from all the flooding mentioned above.
Jen and I at the same place.
Kevin and Jen at the same look-out spot, standing in front of a church I thought was pretty.
This is the parade Jen and Kevin went to in honor of their team winning the Stanley Cup (that I skipped due to my mighty, vengeful hangover after our Glee singing-filled night). I had to hear about the Stanley Cup THE ENTIRE TIME I WAS THERE. Seriously, Pittsburgh is *serious* about its hockey & football.
Remember how I said their cat gives high-fives? I submit proof!
It just doesn't get funnier than our expressions here. (This was taken on my last morning there, I think. Hence the pjs.)
Appropriate pic is appropiate. ("No more pics!" Hee)
And thus concludes our coverage of Rachael's Trip to Pittsburgh, 2009. I think from these pictures we can gather several pieces of wisdom:
-Rachael should not be allowed to make punk-rock signs so much
-Kevin should not be allowed near mp3s while drunk. Or conversely he should, but only when a camera is present to better assist in future humiliation on my livejournal
-Jen should next time be dragged into our ridiculousness, because she got off way too easy here
-and, finally, Long Island Iced Teas are delicious.
Lastly, for our Vid of the Day, I'm going with a Bones one in honor of its impending return. This one is by elekta, and is full of Booth/Bones sweetness. I even love it enough to forgive the vidder for not knowing how to spell "breathe." They get it right in the title, but screw it up in the actual vid itself, which confuzzles me. But that's okay because it's a great vid otherwise. And hello, it's about Booth and Brennan, so they can spell it "breeth" for all I care. It's still going to be cute as hell.
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