So finally finally, I have pictures to share from the past... oh, month or so. I'm breaking them into two entries, because... that is what I want to do (that statement does not follow as a premise for the first).
This entry is part one of two...surrounding my couple-day stint in Utah. I shall call it... (
Jessi goes to Utah, and finds purple flowers, and proves the existence of life after death )
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What a lovely hotel! I wish we could have places like that here.
Boo. ^_^'
Can't wait till the next one!
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That's what I did when I first moved to Colorado (friend of mine did, actually) and to my surprise, the giant opera house across the way was this century-old theatre chalk-full of singing ghosties who died horrible deaths.
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