Ahhh, Cali.

Post #300.

First of all. I am alive and well. No one was harmed in the magnificent trip to California. My flight was quite smooth, and my luggage was not lost. So that made me quite happy. Though I can't say the same thing for Meli. Her flight was delayed, and she almost didn't have luggage. But we all made it to LA in one piece, and our little apartment was quite nice.

So our first day was spent in Beverly Hills, where CC and Meli got to experience watching the Days seminar, that Lo and I went to back in 2005, for the first time. Poor Pax, she was quite the trooper. And I must say, the people that work there are way cracked out. The lady working the front desk acted like she hadn't had any form of human contact in years, and the man working the TV's was rather weird. I must say, seeing that again, was rather humorous. It's fun to catch things you've missed, and laughing at people. We then made our way to the Cheesecake Factory, not before CC and a homeless guy got into it. The man had no right to question our not giving him any money. After all, who's the one begging for money?

Friday we made a long ass venture to Malibu, where we met Victoria (aka Hello Kitty) for lunch at Neptune's Net. I have to say, Drake makes a long venture to work, is it really all that necessary? Seriously, I don't travel that much in a week. The curvy roads and the mountains, made me feel like I was in Virginia for all of 5 minutes. Neptune's was rather tasty, and once again thanks Vic for picking up the tab. Very unnecessary. We took several pics on the beach, and interviewed this drunk homeless man. Can you believe he had no clue who Deidre Hall was? Gees. But he did know Days. HAHA. The houses were pretty, but I can't imagine living that close to someone. Believe it or not, but I like my space. After lunch, we made our way to Santa Monica, where we stopped and walked up the pier. After some graffiti, we made our way to the little Mexican place for some drinks. Then we made our way back home.

Saturday was spent on Rodeo Drive. After having our car valet parked. Oops. We made our way up the elevator to try and find this shopping extravaganza. I followed Pax's lead and we made our way up some escalator, only to find out, we were going the wrong way. You should have seen our crazy asses trying to run down the thing. But alas, we made it, and found ourselves in window shopping heaven. We then headed home, but not before we got Tony's, (the valet parking guy) number, never to see him again.

Sunday, we said goodbye to Mel. Such a sad day. We made our way back to Sunset, and did a bit more shopping. We had previously been to Sunset, but I can't remember which night that was on. But we had brought the video recorder, and did a bit of random interviewing. And just for future reference, Freddy Kruger was the only person who knew who Deidre Hall was. No one else had the slightest clue. Sunset was probably one of my favorite parts of the trip. So much to do. So little time.

When I mention this trip, I have to mention Target. We went to Target at least once every day of our trip. For starters. We needed a VCR/DVD player. Then we needed a few groceries. Then we needed pictures. Then we needed to return the VCR/DVD player. It's where I experienced Jamba Juice for the very first time. And I must say, it's not really all that impressive. It's where the little girl was amazed that my name was Zee. She was like, "Your name is Zee?" With such bewilderment. Like it confused her that my name was a letter. It's where we met Enrique/Ulysses, whatever his name is, and he gave us probably the best interview of the trip. He seriously still makes me laugh.

Each night was spent watching an abundance of tapes and DVD's. Whether it be John and Marlena clips, The Osbourne's, Hart to Hart, random interviews, etc. Things were bound to get crazy. And a conversation that sticks out the most, is when Meli told us about how her eye was sperminated. (Must I explain how this happened?) She was convinced that the sperms thought her eye was an egg, and they were trying to fertilize her eye. Whatever it was, it left her eye all red. I still think her eye got pregnant.

Monday morning we all left. I really haven't been that tired in a long ass time. I was so tired, I fell asleep on the plane, and woke up when they announced that we would be landing in DFW in 15 minutes. I do remember when we boarded in LAX, they told us to hurry and board when they called our group numbers, because we needed to get going because of bad weather. If I hadn't been so tired, I might have been nervous. Lack of sleep will do that to you. I must say though, LAX at 5 in the morning is crazy ridiculous. I waited in line for security for almost an hour. And tell me why only two lanes are open? Seriously. It is Spring Break.

I then arrived home to rain. Which totally sucked. And have yet to have any free time to myself until now. It seems as though, work decided to punish me for taking a week off. I just worked 7, 9 hour days in a row. And well, it totally blows. I want to be back in our little apartment in Hollywood Hills. Did you really believe we would stay in Santa Monica? Ploy. HAHA.

I did spend last night with Rowan. We both had worked 7-4, and I gladly brought her home. We were going to watch Blades of Glory with some friends, but were too tired to really get ready and go. So we lazed around the apartment, and then got out her new Wii, and played it for the first time. We had so much fun. I almost want to go out and buy one. We then got annoyed by her roomie, and finished our night with Krystal burgers. All together. It was a great night.

Sorry I haven't updated in what seems like forever. I haven't really felt up to it. I haven't felt like doing a lot of things. But that just comes with being me.

Mission Accomplished.

P.S. Tommy's Famous Burgers, should not be famous.