Monday, September 15, 2008

I swear that we did things other than go to beaches, but I was mostly too busy laughing/joining in the dance party/getting lost in the hills to take pictures of it. I am constitutionally unfit for beaches, which is why I left Florida, but there is one benefit to all of the smog in Los Angeles, and that is keeping our mother star's hands off of my delicate skin. In a perfect world my friends and the Museum of Jurassic Technology and that lobster ravioli I had for dinner on Saturday would all live in Seattle, because those are the best parts of LA.

Still, this is what it looks like when you go to LA with me.

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