Adventureland

This has been the longest, most fun week ever! Let me start with yesterday, one of my favorite days in a while!

Friday

Slept in til 8 (soooo luxurious), did my sketching homework and went to GST at 10. It was sooo hard today! After GST I went home and continued to do homework until I got a text from Leigh asking if i wanted to bike to Manhattan Beach today instead of saturday or sunday. YEAH I DID!

So I cancelled on Tony Turbo and headed on over to Venice. By the time the boys got home from wherever they were and we rounded up the bikes, it was 4 (but felt like 2 in my mind), and we headed out on the OPEN ROAD! Oh how i love the open road. This time we took it further than pinkberry, and it turns into a DREAM! You go over this cool bridge in marina del ray and past these wonderfully deserted beaches that i'm totally gonna hit up because i loooooooved deserted beaches, and past some REALLY crowded beaches with idiots clogging up the bike path. My question of the day today was not what happens if you run over someone's dog, but what happens if you run over someone's baby? We did happen to cruise by two perfectly placed dead rabbits. Anyways, Dorian and I were in the lead (him on the black beach cruiser, me on leigh's real bike - which i was totally annoyed about when he said he wanted the beach cruiser, but i ended up liking the real bike so much more! Made me feel like a kid again! Oh, and Dorian looked way hotter on the beach cruiser than I do. We made it to Porto's for "lunch" at 5, only took us an hour - and that was with several breaks - Dave needed water, I needed to re-tie my unravelling hoodie around the bars of my bike, Dorian ran over a small dog, chicken and waffles a deep sand trap. So back to Portos, which is apparently called Sando's now? Or has been called that forever and the boys just called it Porto's? Who knows. Leigh and I got our favorite salads (the Primo), Dave and Dorian got delicious sandwiches and free iced tea, i mean "sweet tea" (do we live in Louisiana?) cause the people that work there thought it was disgusting.

Next stop, walk to pinkberry. After walking like 4 blocks and coming to residential streets leigh said that pinkberry was at the pier. "The Pier?! That was as far as the eye could see!" -me. So we hopped on the bikes and headed over to Pinkberry. The pinkberry that i was pretty sure existed as well. "Ashley got pinkberry here!" -Leigh, "It was right across from jamba juice!" -me. But, apparently it was a figment of our imagination, because it didnt exist in real life, or on the internet. So we decided to head back out on the open road and hit up our beloved Marina del Ray pink. The way back seemed much shorter, but I guess it's always that way. We made it in time for pinkberry happy hour! BUT you had to get watermelon in order to get it half price. So i mixed watermelon and plain and it was actually REALLLLLLY GOOD! We ate our pink, went to Ralph's to get dave more water, he tried to convince me to buy a 40 oz bag of peanut M&M's, I declined cause I knew i'd eat them all, Dorian and I almost died of laughter while waiting in line, listening to this girl talk about "all the nerds at camp" - but then we turn around and she's gotta be FORTY and is with a guy wearing black running shoes, white socks, hiked up black sweatpants, and glasses! Ultimate nerd! Anywayssss, got back on the bikes, back on the open road, and arrived home at 8:00, just in time for a rooftop sunset.

After sunset we went inside and watched PIRATES! (of the Caribbean) cause I brought it over cause Dorian had been talking about it the day before. So we had a cuddle-fest movie night, complete with peanut m&m's (small bags). I LOVE PIRATES. Obviously. I've always loved them. But i really miss having pirate-ness in my life (pirate flags, cottage boys, skull scarves). I decided to pirate up my surfboard by spray painting it black, but colin said this was a bad idea cause it would explode from heat. (Or if it didn't explode, the wax would just always melt itself off). Scrap that idea. Oh, and Dave told me it wasn't normal that I enjoy long drives alone at night. He thinks i'm a sociopath. I was telling Leigh that she needs to embrace the drive home from dave's instead of hating on it. But really, who doesn't like a peaceful nighttime drive? Singing along to good nighttime music (minor chord songs are preferable), not having to deal with traffic, having windows open and smelling night air. It's the best. Needless to say, I enjoyed my drive home. Soundtrack included The Background by Third Eye Blind, some Band of Horses tunes, Sorrow & The Geese of Beverly Road by The National and Patience by Guns n' Roses.

Saturday

So by today it feels like monday, but it's only satruday. Sweet.

Was at Dave's by 9:30 to teach Dorian how to surf (with the help of Emmy-award-winning-ex-pro-surfer Colin Pierce). We walked to the beach, surfed on the south side of the jetty, which was SWEET! I liked it way better cause it was empty. And i was soooo good today! Like best surf day ever! the waves were perfect, my elbow was perfect, and it was relatively shallow so i wasn't killing myself with paddling! Wait a second. That's a lie. Best surf day ever was me & Colin's cozy rainy day surf sesh. That was epic. But skill-wise, today was the best. But sea water sinus action was at an all time high. Dorian was introduced to snot rockets today. I'm so glad he experiences the same phenomenon as me cause I thought I was the only one! Leigh thinks we're disgusting. Anyways, we surfed it up, met Leigh back at Daves at 12:30, realized that Dave was M.I.A. so we went BACK to the beach to find him (with Dorian carrying the longboard again). Found him. Tanned for 2 hours. Everyone got terribly burnt, i got a slight burn on my nose. The sun is stronger here. Cause totally at home by this time i would just be rocking oil but i know if i hadn't been wearing my 4 today i would've been burnt. Or maybe its just that i havent been tanning much, cause the first and second palazzo years i definitely wore oil here.

Anyways, once leigh got bored we went home and went to whole foods to get food for "lunch." The boys eating schedule is crazy. Breakfast at 9, lunch at 5, dinner at 11. At whole foods we stocked up on free samples, and saw a very fresh baby. Like straight up born in aisle 4 ten minutes ago. It didn't have bike tire marks on it's face... yet. So we went home and had a nice little barbecue on the roof, and contemplated the night's events. In summary:

L: "Dorian do you wanna come to Inception if Christine isn't coming."

DC: "What! Why?"

C: "I hate seeing movies in the theatre, I get too restless or I fall asleep."

DC: "A threesome date!? I'm not doing that. Find me a new girlfriend for the night."

C: "How about ______. She kinda looks like me."

DE: "Nope, _______ won't like that."

C: "Whoa whoa whoa, this isn't like long-term, it's just a one night stand! I'm not cheating on you with Turbo so don't go cheating on me!"

So I started out to my car, but then TT cancelled on me (or more like I declined an invitation to his pool) so I went back inside, but then Leigh and I decided to just go home and get good sleeps for our adventure tomorrow.

I'm watching Gidget. Brings back such fond memories of Summer '97 when I would watch it every day... until it mysteriously disappeared. How is it legal that Kahuna lives in a shack on the beach? Maybe he knows what happens if you run over a baby with your bike...