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callsigns and I spent most of yesterday frolicking on Manhattan Beach, lying around in the sun and splashing in the water and attempting to surf and discussing how getting hit in the face by wave foam was really like being bukkake'd by the ocean. Then I had dinner and discovered how massively, massively sunburned I was everywhere on my body, but especially--conveniently!--right on my ass. Then I went to see the LA Philharmonic and Diana Krall with gigantic at the Hollywood Bowl, and gawked at the Bowl and at Hollywood in general like--well, like I was a girl raised in Utah seeing L.A. for pretty much the first time ever. Then Ceej and I had a trek back to Jessa's that included some mild misadventures, but it all culminated in the two of us standing on a street corner in North Hollywood at midnight laughing our asses off at the thought of Frank's grandfather being super pleased that Frank is dating a drummer when Frank introduces him to his boyfriend Bob, so. Fun times, in conclusion.

Today both mine and Jessa's bodies are roughly the color of pepto-bismol, and we're planning on buying stock in aloe vera. (We also watched a lot of America's Next Top Model this morning, the first time I've seen the show, and I've come to the conclusion that Tyra Banks is the yellow-eyed demon.) Lying down and sitting down are exercises in calculating how I can expose the minimum amount of sunburned surface area to anything that might press against it. However, my coffee addiction is such that I just braved the cruel, brutal sunlight in order to limp to the 7-11 down the street and get one of those iced frappuccino things. It was complete and utter HELL, sun in Los Angeles is somehow a thousand times more sadistic than sun anywhere else and my epidermis is now sobbing in pain, but it was so fucking worth it because this frappuccino coffee drink (the coffee snob in me appreciates that they don't try to call it real coffee) is the best thing I've ever tasted in my life. Well, except for how the greasy cheese Pizza Hut pizza we got delivered for breakfast was the best thing I'd ever tasted in my life. Fuck, I love vacation.