Blud Mewn.

Last night wuz the blood moon eclipseeee!
*spooky music plays*
*Stephanie Meyer breathes heavily*

















Now, the moon holds a special significance for me because, when I was a little tater tot, my mom (Kel) and I would say "Love you to the moon and back" to each other after bedtime stories. Somewhere along the way this all stopped. (Probably because I turned into a puberty monster), but...

...good news! "Love you to the moon and back" made a COMEBACK recently when I studied abroad in Argentina. Whenever we would sign off from the interwebz, we would say it, shout it, sing it. This time though, we did so in Essspanish. "Te quiero a la luna y regresar". Buenos Aires is a city I'll carry with me forever, but it also came with many-a-speedbump and it was good to have something familiar, even if that was only some moontalk from toddlerhood.

Aiight, aiight, you get it. Me and the moon are tight. Well, that obvi made me hyped to see the blood eclipse. So, a roomie, Kay-babe, and I bought blowpops (watermelon, duh) and looked out to see if we could catch it...

Thing izzzz...it was cloudy AF and didn't even start until 2am. So, instead Justin came over and, with blowpops in hand, we fell into the internet instead. How www.chihuahua-names.com hasn't gotten national media attention is beyond me.


Luckily, Imgurians pulled through for me with the lapsing gif above and the bomb Arizona shot below. Soi awesome.
+10 for you moon, you go moon.




Also, in case you didn't get your fix of GOT gifs from my last post. On pooiiiint to however made this gem...



All for now folkssss.