The BF and I went to Yreka for Easter to see his family. Everything was disorganized and weird. As far as spending time with his family goes, all we did was watch an episode of Jay Leno together and drink a cup of coffee. We drove four hours for that! I spent Easter morning at a Super-8 motel watching a documentary on "Spring Break Nightmares." WTF, man? I've had better Easters. I guess I should be thankful I wasn't crucified. Or slaughtered in some black magic ritual by Mexican drug lords (happened to a guy in the documentary). *shivers* *hates world*
I took lots of landscapey of photos of Mt. Shasta on the drive up there but I had the settings all jacked up and everything turned out overexposed. I'm really disappointed about that.
My Easter dinner was a bag of Doritos from a Chevron station.
This is my only half-way decent shot from the whole weekend: