Since I've been back

I don't have any words for this post. I've been talking and writing and talking some more every minute since I have been back, so I've used up whatever I was going to say on this blog.

So here's photos instead.

Simon, my absolute favorite, waiting to cuddle with me. 

We busted out the champagne, obvs. SO GOOD TO BE BACK.

It's cool, they're just de-linting each other.

 

It was Stef's bday. He made us vegan brownies. I have it on video, which will be uploaded to facebook soon. Good job son. 

Kami and I went on 3.8 mile booze walk on Ventura Blvd. We started out with two expensive bloody marys a piece, and then moved on to the Mexicali Happy Hour.

I'm obviously trying to show my legs to the waiter for a free drink.

By the time we got to Mexicali, we were pretty worn out and had almost sobered up. But no worries, their Margarita pitcher saved the late part of the afternoon.

Fuck yeah, Ventura Blvd.

"Drink more goddamn Margaritas!"

"I mean, just kidding, let's keep walking to the fox and hounds."

Lauren picked us up on the way there. We held on to some red balloons, for kicks.

This is the place Lauren picked us up from on Ventura Blvd. We were gonna hitchhike, but um...that's an adventure I will not go on sans pepper spray.

Trivia Night at the Fox and Hounds. Literally EVERYONE was there. EVERYONE. We had to split up into two teams. Both teams did poorly, as is tradition.

Dyl-do.

Cate!!!!

Dude, why's your hair longer than my hair? 

Thanks Jordan.

Lauren! Yeah!

I think Andy and I were debating some sports question. Just kidding, I don't know/care about sports. 

No photo op is missed. Not even those I can't explain later. 

The night got blurry from there, but there was some debate about feminism, gender roles, and what biology has to do with both. As expected, I did not let anyone have a turn at talking besides me, and maybe Jesse Durkin, but it's cool. I just love apologizing to people later.

There's more to post, more to say, and more to see, and I'll be back in my once a week routine as soon as things settle down. For now I'm just enjoying being back, and trying to finish unpacking.

Claudia. 

Back in Hwood

Oh shit it's already happened! I've been back for a few days, but I've quietly migrated to Los Feliz, where I am house sitting Erica's apartment again.

I've caught up with my sleep and only some of my partying, but more on those adventures later. I'm posting a few more photos from my trip and then I'm changing the subject. It's nice to reminisce, but once I had my first vodka martini I realized reminiscing is better left for when the experience isn't so fresh in my mind.

I learned how to play Pyramid of Death in Utah. This is what happens after too many rounds where I suddenly find myself blessed with "luck".

Make-up artist extrordinaire/enabler of Pyramid of Death Games, Galaxy.

Goblin Valley, Utah. Got boring after about 5 minutes.

This one looked like a duck. Some rocks looked like various cute animals, most looked like large scale phalli. 

Lovely room-mate/ over all cutie, Che. This is a Utah Jazz umbrella. Lakers' fans on the crew were appalled. I, did not care...

I found a flower in the desert! It cheered up my frequent cigarette breaks. 

Giant monkeys on the drive back! Giant blurry monkeys. 

Jesse, Kami, Brett, and Jordan welcomed me home. We tried to figure out which one of us was taller, because of course my newly buzzed head endowed me with extra altitude. Just kidding, it all depends on  if I'm standing up straight or not. 

Brett, I'm going to steal your sweater.

Um, Kami what are your hands doing on my ass?

Fondling aside, we had some beers and I squealed at every exciting detail of life in Los Angeles that I missed while I was gone. When I got back I also realized a few things. Summer's not here just yet, so it's not as warm as I anticipated it to be when I came back from Utah. Regardless, nothing compares to Los Angeles. I was so grateful to be back in such a great city I secretly prayed there would be traffic on the 101 while I made my way from the Valley back to Los Feliz. I've been blasting KCRW and absorbing every second of new music and world news I was deprived of in Utah. I'm enjoying everyone's sour attitude and the "I don't give a fuck how your day is going"expression when I walk up to a service counter smiling. I still get odd looks for my haircut, but who cares...I love it, and I love that at least the looks here are about an aesthetic judgement rather than amazed perplexity. Anyway, what I'm trying to say is I love Los Angeles, I love being back, and I'm ready to have some great North of the Boulevard worthy adventures. Utah was fantastic and more than anything, refreshing. It gave me a lot of perspective that I badly needed before I left, but now I'm ready to make the most of this oyster.

Until next time, 

Claudia