another day on the beach.

vanessa just called to check up on me. that girl is funny. i stayed with her over the weekend. we went to some dude's party in north hollywood. he's doing her a favor so she thought the least she could do is drop by. it was supposed to be a big deal, with different-colored wristbands for each guest. green = single, red = taken. i asked if i really had to wear one, "i'm already wearing my ring." dude straight gave me a look/pause sort of thing and said no. one more long pause and he said that i could wear an orange band. which means neutral. we get to his backyard and there are like ten people there. all in their twenties. or at least they looked that young. i wore an orange wristband to let a handle of people know that i'm neutral. uptight kind of for no reason. host was funny. one green and an orange in a party too dark to tell what color wristband anyone's wearing any way. so good. too funny. we stayed for 45 minutes. vanessa was thinking of just leaving straight up without saying bye to the host. then i reminded her of why we were there in the first place. hilarious.



trinity wants more photos of her, less mirror for me.



"older chicks," apparently.

so i'm completely not working on things that i think i should be working on. should, could, blah blah. the weather out here is beautiful. sunny, hot, with a very cool breeze. perfecto.

the coast is the prize.


cozy. comfy.



san buenaventura mission. so cali.