And I'm outta here.

So leave it to me to get sick 2 days before I fly out to LA. Not just the sniffles, I might add, but some fucking stomach virus. I won't go into detail, but lets just say it was pretty nasty. But I'm recovering quite nicely, and will continue with my trip as planned. Monday I felt like death, and was for sure the girls would be flying out to my funeral instead. Thank God for Thera-flu.

So now, I'm finishing up on some laundry, packing the rest of my necessities, and ready to be with my Lulas. You have no idea, how excited I am to be with my sisters. It shall be an interesting experience. And well, I can already tell we're gonna have tons of fun. Lookout LA!

So does anyone want cool souvenirs? I was planning on raiding some trashcans while I was out there. I mean, who doesn't want someone's chewed gum? Or used tampon? Or crusty half eaten sandwich? I could so make a fortune on ebay!

Well, I'm out. I'll see you in a week. MUAHAHAHA. Unless I do get arrested or killed like my grandmother has predicted, if so, I'll see you in the afterlife. Bye my bitches.

And to my Lulas! It's about time we saw each other in the flesh. Can't wait to see your crazy faces!