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sweat: the greatest equalizer / great america RULES!

my family loves great america more than we love breathing/each other/life, so we decided to go this week.

on tuesday.

the hottest day of the freaking year.

for those of you on the edge of your seat, yes i bought the season pass.


(anyone want to go to great america with me? or for that matter, any six flags theme park in the country? no. im serious. if you’re going, totally call me).

anyway, we parked in “Batman Section 44” (aka, the “cheap” $15 parking) and walked 1.3 miles to the gate. in that time, each of us lost 5.3 pounds of sweat.

holy sunbeam, it was HOT. no. wait. HOTT. there. now that i have added that additional T, you will be able to fully understand.

the good news is,  if you’re sweating, so is everyone around you. and that’s just the kind of confidence a girl needs when she has to wipe wet hair off her forehead and starts to realize that her deodorant isn’t making her as “sure” as she’d hoped.

my family is a multi-ethnic group, so only 3.2 of us had to wear sunscreen, but those of who did had on spf 70. and reapplied it. a lot. because we kept sweating it off.


and that crap BURNS when it sweats into your eyes. something, i find slightly ironic from a product meant to prevent burns.

anywho. who here has the entire six flags great america theme park memorized?


ok. for the 4.6 of you who know every roller coaster, here’s a rundown of what i went on:

the raging bull, the dark knight, vertical velocity (best ride eva), the batman, the eagle, and superman. also, i went on four different tube water slides, the lazy river and the wave pool.

summer sigh.

i love that place. and lines were super short because it was a tuesday. always go to great america on a tuesday people. everyone else in the world is in a cubicle on tuesday.

moving on, my mom lost my underwear and then i found them under a bench.

we were at the waterpark. and i handed her my clothes to stuff in the $14 locker ($14!! FOR A LOCKER??) and she dropped my pretty black underwear.

a top-five favorite of mine.

except i didn’t know that she dropped my freaking underwear until 3 hours later when i went to get dressed.

and she didn’t know she dropped them until i started screaming “WHERE ARE MY UNDERWEAR! YOU LOST MY UNDERWEAR!”

oddly, while walking to the bathroom, i looked to the right and there they were. in a little black bunch. my underwear. underneath some old, swimsuit-wearing man sitting on a wooden bench.

yes. i picked them up.

NO! i did NOT put them on.

jebus. really? what the heck freaking kind of person do you think i am?


what’s that?

oh. ya. i am going to wash them and wear them again later.

top-five favorite pair people. top-five.

alas, i had a feeling something like this would happen, which is why i had brought an extra pair. but they were all the way in “Batman Section 44” of the parking lot in the trunk of my mom’s car.

so i had to wear my wet swim suit under my clothes until we got there. which of course made it look like i had just peed in my capri pants. whatev.

then i had to strip down in the car and change, while i made my family stand behind the popped trunk. and i was all sticky, and gross and full of sweat and sunscreen and my clothes were icky.

but heck ya if didn’t get to wear underwear the rest of the day.

also, during the day i somehow twisted my ankel,which has resulted in a constant, painful limp today.

whatev. it’s cool. because I LOVE GREAT AMERICA!

i love the rides, and the people and the bonding and the vacation feeling and the adrenaline, and the rides.

i just love it so much.

i do.

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i can’t even commit to a theme park.

im going to six flags great america tomorrow.


favorite place eva.

and they have a special where you can buy one ticket, get one free. but we have five people going. so the math is all screwed up, which leaves me as the odd (wo)man out.

and a ticket is like $55. but a season pass is only $70.

$15 extra dollars. that’s like three trips to taco bell. but im sitting here hemming and hawing because A SEASON PASS?!


that’s four months. longer than any relationship i’ve ever been in.

true story.

what is WRONG with me?

furthermore. just ten lines up i was telling you guys that it was my favorite place eva.

but then im like, ‘what if i don’t use it?’ and then im like, what if go again, and im all “crap. i should have just bought a freaking season pass?”


see how hard it is to be me?

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rollar coasters, sun poision and long lines. oh my.

I’m going to Six Flags Great America  on Monday. 

and you’re not.

and im d*mn excited about it.

you should probably be jealous of me right now.

My plans for the best day ev.a include, (but aren’t limited to):

  • riding the batman, and the raging bull and the log ride that gets you completly wet when you stand over the bridge afterward.
  • and maybe the superman. depending on how my day goes.
  • eating a tofurky sandwhich in the parking lot with my family.
  • spending $18 on a soda in the park 20 minutes later to get a cool cup.
  • wearing a sunscreen with an spf of AT LEAST 50 that i will rub on my scalp just to be safe because sun burn on your heard hurts when you have to use a blow dryer.   
  • having an AWESOME time.

i’m probably not going to be blogging much between now and then. (sorry about that.) but i’ll definetly be twittering (comments most likely will include things like “waiting 2.7 hours to go on the Whizzer” and “just paid $50 to park my car.”) so check my blog all weekend anyway.

and if you’re lucky i’ll be back with stories of how i went 160 mph in less than 4 seconds. you should probably be prepared to be amazed.

i know. im cool.

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