
Final destination 3 is an example of why you should quit while you're ahead. One was good, two was better, but three has just gotten old. You already know the formula, it's boring, i fell asleep. Nothing new brought to it at all. Skip.
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sit Lake Tahoe. I had heard of it, but never realized how far up it was, or how large it was. We had to drive way up into the mountains, and then into this cute tiny mountain town to find the lake. The lake is huge! So huge that the water is the color it
is in florida, so clear and blue, but not dark ugly blue like the ocean on the side coasts.
going to pawtuckaway lake in NH when i was younger. After a while, we decided to venture into the water. Problem is, it's so
high up there, i got dizzy just standing, and had to dive back onto the blanket to lie down so i didn't throw up. Eventually, i did get my bearings, and was able to get into the water. I had been warned how cold it was but it wasnt really. Much warmer than the ocean in new england. I cant swim, so i just had to wade around, but thats fine.
wn shutting off everything necessary and practically coasted into the
first gas station. I was so glad we weren't stranded on a mountain road and have to walk for gas - that's just a horror movie watiing to happen.

because of the high elevation, you go outside, and you get a tan right away, even if you don't think you do. the scenery is pretty too, lots of hills...
kiest people i've ever seen! this is saying a lot, since i grew up in NH. everyone was dressed SO BADLY - what were they thinking? it was a redneck hick convention! even my very worstest things would look like a fashion show there! maybe it's because most tourists go to las vegas instead, and also because there's not much to do in reno besides shop, gamble, and eat. here's to hoping a magic fairy will waive her wand over reno and sprinkle fairy dust to make these people look better...






hugh o'neils is the local malden, ma hangout, and i thought it would be good to review it. i always review different restaurants, but forget the ones we take for granted. this is an irish pub, which is located right across from my old workplace, so naturally, it was a big lunch and afterwork hangout. i have to preface this by saying, i've never been a fan of irish pubs. irish is so american, my dislike of american food extends there. still, there were times i had to go to hugh's for lunches. i almost always got the veggie burger. veggie burgers are good, but if you want to make them at home, you have to buy the rolls, the lettuce, tomato, etc., so they're good to get at such places. the veggie burger at hugh's is pretty good, and comes with a blue cheese dressing. you also can get fries with it. i don't eat fries that often; fried food gives me a tummy ache and is really bad for you, but once in a while, it's good to indulge. besides this, there are lots of other foods such as panninis, burgers, salads, specials, and then things like pot pie - all your usual pub food. people generally like it. the place itself is nicer looking than you would expect a malden place to be, and much nicer than the previous malden after work drinking spots. for after work, they have the usual gross looking nacho with everything on it, the fried food, the potato skins, everything that turns my stomach to be near. for those who like such food, it's supposed to be good. they also have a ton of different beers and some mixed drinks (which are weak, but that's on par with a bought drink). prices seem to be on par with similar establishments, and they have things like quiz nites, irish bands playing and maybe even some dancing. they also have cute outdoor seating when it's warm, although you can't drink out there. it's a good place to try.
to finish off my goodbye weekend, i went to stoughton MA to visit with my nana, auntie jane and cousin becky sunday night and monday. even though they didnt live too far from me, i didnt visit them enough. my real family only includes a few people - my parents, my brother and sister (and now her boyfriend) and these three people, so logic dictates that i should play a bigger role in their life. alas, im a bad relative. when i was little, i used to love going to nana and grandpa's house. nana was always cooking me yummy food (not that my mother wasn't -her food is equally yummy). grandpa was there, silly, yet always concerned, making sure no one hurt themselves and that we picked up. there was auntie jane, 11 years younger
than my mother, and the closest thing i had to a big sister. she was the first to do things like move to her own apartment, have a wedding, and have a baby, letting my mother get a bit of her overmotherliness out of her system before i got there. my oldest uncle was never really in the picture, and my other uncle was around till i was about 10 or maybe a little older, before he stopped talking to us. i loved doing things like going to the beach with nana and grandpa, or gardening, or how nana always wanted ice water and the bathroom right when she went anywhere. nana ran her own business from home, and grandpa dressed up in suits that made him look so handsome, especially when he dropped by after work when i still lived in MA. before i was born, or maybe when i was still little, they did things like go to block parties, dress up, were in clubs, organizations and everything. when i was pretty little, we had a surprise anniversary party for them and they looked so good still..
know if i'll ever see her again. her two brothers died in the past year and her sister is in a nursing home. without her business, her church, her activities and her friends (the 'girls'), i feel like she's becoming more bitter. at least i got my mother and her talking again... my cousin is caught up in being the typical teenager, a lot more flippant and disrespectful than my siblings and i would have ever dared, but i think that's partly the generation gap. she's really smart and seems to be a good person. i feel badly that as the older one, i didnt make more effort to stay a part of her life like when she was little. now that she's going into high school and is basically almost grown, maybe i can fix that. my aunt is caught up between all this, and my elder uncle who haunts the house as a living ghost, and it's made her more bitter than she would have been too. sorry if you're reading this auntie jane but its true. shes still a great person and a wonderful aunt and i love her. but i wouldnt have thought that the 'kid' aunt i saw finish grow up would end up this way. so visiting there makes me melancholy... still i think everyone is basically happy which makes me happy. and its never too late to be more involved in people's lives, even if it's from afar. and now that im going to be in california, im a great place for people to visit for a vacation. a couch to camp out on and a free tour guide!