I love driving long distances. If there's a choice between driving and flying, I'm almost always going to drive (
unless it's to somewhere super far or that I don't know very well). I've driven between California and Utah approximately one million times in my life (
only a *slight* exaggeration). I could make that drive in my sleep. However, sometimes I get tired of the drive. Having already driven there several times this year and then going again at Christmas, I thought it'd be better to fly for Thanksgiving. Sadly, I was wrong.
Ironically, I thought the trip there (
the day before Thanksgiving) would be the worst leg of the trip and gave myself plenty of time to get to the airport, get through security, etc. Of course, on that day I just walked right in and had hours to spare. The flight home was not quite as successful; in fact, it was one of the worst flight experiences
ever. It started with both the check-in lines and the security lines being so long they went to the NEXT terminal. Then, I got behind some stupid princess who'd just won some pageant and had her face plastered all over her luggage, purse, button, etc (
love yourself much?). It was awful. If I had to look at her cheesy, annoying face one more second I was going to scream. Plus, she had to take out her tiara and was slower than a snail.
Once she
finally got through the x-ray machine, the stupid mean airport guard chose me (
me of all people!) to get a random search. Are you kidding me? At this point I had like ten minutes left to make my 7:45 a.m. flight and I thought I might lose my mind. I was wigging, but had hope that if I ever made it on the plane, all would be well with the world. Again, I was wrong. Not only did I have a huge man sit next to me so I couldn't move, I was on the aisle, and if people weren't hitting me as they walked by, they were stepping on my skirt. I've never been so uncomfortable in my entire life.
Needless to say, all future trips to California will not be via air. I'll be driving, so I have my own transportation and don't get searched, poked, prodded, and generally irritated more than I already am on a daily basis. LAX (and specifically the evil, mean guard who should have bad things happen to her): you suck.
Poor Jessica Simpson. Apparently she was sitting at home with her hair in a sloppy ponytail and relaxing in her purple Snuggie when she was suddenly whisked out of her house and forced to shop in front of the cameras. 
Hey Meredith - I don't really care if you like boys or girls.....but you should really try to stay out of the sun. You're giving George Hamilton a run for his money. Yikes. 
Well, hello, Jude Law. You are delicious. Yes, I would love to run away with you. Thank you for holding open the door for me. I'll be right there.
Kate Bosworth is really depressed because she just realized she's got two different colored eyes.
Nothing like being subtle, Rihanna.
Mark Ruffalo: I love you so. Now, while it's true that I did see you my first year at Sundance when you sat right behind me, I was lacking in photo skills and thereby missed my chance. Here's hoping I'll see you and get a picture this year. 
Josh Radnor: I adore you on How I Met Your Mother and cannot wait to see you in person. Your movie looks good, too (romantic comedies always make me happy). Perhaps you can ask Neil Patrick Harris to join you? That would rule. Bring on Doogie!
Jon Hamm: You know I'm completely in love with Mad Men right now. Seeing you in person will most likely make me squeal (don't judge me). I can't decide who I like more - you, or your delightful and hysterical girlfriend, Jennifer Westfeldt. Please please please come to the festival. Make me the happiest person ever.
Just when he was getting the hang of it....looks like the messy hair is creeping back in.
Speaking of messy hair, it was so nice of Channing Tatum to drag himself out of bed for this picture - bedhead and all.
Somehow we were able to weasel our way through the crowd and get a picture with him. He seemed really nice at the time, although I'm not sure why he's making a crazed smile in the picture. Silly boy.
Speaking of looking unlike themselves, who knew Kate Hudson could glam it up? She's been so frumpy lately...I'm impressed.
Oh, Halle. A vampire shirt? Really? How much of a follower are you? Plus, isn't that trend dying off?
Nice of Britney Spears to get so dressed up for a night out with her BF.
We had a nice chat in the McDonald's about his character and just life in general. He was really cool. Of course, this was long before I was skilled in the art of celebrity pictures, so, alas, no picture was taken. Sigh.
I will never tire of the crazed faces of all the Twi-hards in the background of Robert Pattinson's pictures. They bring me great joy.
See, Susan, now you're getting the hang of it. Always always always use some sort of prop to cover up your face. This flag, though, should really be covering a little bit more of it. I can still see you.
You know, I don't think Elijah Wood is necessarily bad looking at all, but standing next to Josh Duhamel is not doing him any favors. 
Uh-oh. Angelina must be worried. Why is Jen wearing Brad's hat? 
Well, at least he's smiling....and doesn't look completely dis-sheveled. Still, is Nic going to be able to stay in my Top Three? It's not looking good.