The weekend of the 17-18th S drove me and all the San Diego co-ops to LA to visit ATA's two co-ops in the LA branch. They're both girls. (Woohoo!) And they both already have boyfriends. (Aww!) But I had a great time hanging out with them. We spent a gazillion hours at the beach Saturday, and everybody but me and S got burned to a crisp. S is naturally dark and used sunscreen; I used sunscreen and adopted a fun technique for hiding from the sun:
That worked great until some drunk girl who was playing volleyball with us decided it would be fun to step on my stomach, but misjudged and hit a little lower instead. There is nothing like being woken from a warm nap at the beach by someone stepping on your balls! It would have been funny if I hadn't been so furious.
Afterwards, we hung out at the pool in front of the LA apartment, and in the evening went shopping to get N a pair of dress pants for a presentation he was giving Tuesday. The only outcome of that was I got Cinnabon (woo!) and finally found some glasses cleaner! Both the stores within walking distance of my apartment, Ralph's and Von's, sell about two dozen contacts cleaning products, but no products for glasses. Are glasses that out of vogue?
The following weekend, the LA coops came to San Diego and spent the weekend with us, where they went shopping (they are girls after all) in the Pacific Beach area. The gals went to Pink Zone and who knows elsewhere, and the guys and I just walked through all the thrift stores looking for T-shirts. I need some white T-shirts for wearing on Ulimate Frisbee days (white shirts versus colored shirts), but didn't find any I liked. I did find this though:
Now I just need to find a pair of pants AWESOME enough to wear with that.
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