no. 77

back from a restful/enlightening/weird/bro-tastic/architecture-infested thirsty thursday/friday at usc. i'm really sleepy, but i was having separation anxiety from blogging so i had to throw in a post before i hit the sack and sleep for the next five years or so.

krista's friends are crazy. they're not only academically gifted; they know all the places to go/eat in dtla, they're culinarily brilliant, they're hilarious, they've got great taste in art/music, they don't metaphorically masturbate for hours on end over the sight of a nice car, they're the chillest, and they're just really fun to be around. and they join me in making satire of the typical usc student (rich, white, good-looking, never fails to post statuses/pictures of their particular sorority/frat/club/football game/matt barkley sighting/etc.) which is always fun.

82. lofts
83. feeling gross after a night of imbibing, and realizing that that gross feeling makes you feel like such a teenager (here's to our youth)
84. usc's greek row. i parked my car in front of fiji, and every single frat house front lawn was filled with frat guys playing beer pong.. at two in the afternoon. hilarious
85. usc's greek row (sorority aspect).. think of the typical, cliched sorority girl.. now think of an entire street filled with that. people are the best
86. french fries and dipping sauces (curry ketchup, pesto mayo, etc.) from wurstkuche. also wurstkuche's atmosphere in general
87. the bittersweet feeling of coming back home (i might get bored in the near future when i see the 'san clemente' sign on the freeway, but for now it's a signal of winding down, resting soon)
88. when i parallel park well (even if i kick someone out of the car to guide me)
89. food
90. brie cheese, toasted on a french baguette
91. french macarons
92. watching tv on the laptop while lazying about in bed
93. hilarity
94. traffic. now, before you call me insane, just bear with me here: yes, it took me an hour to pass through irvine on thursday evening and it took me a total of two hours to get to LA, but it was kind of endearing to see everyone together, doing their own thing. everyone remembered to turn their headlights on, people would weave around, people let others pass in front, one person cut me off and it made me giggle, some people in odysseys had movies playing in the back seat (open season sucks), etc. plus when you get traffic around LA on the freeway, chances are you're going to have a pretty nice view of the los angeles skyline/skyscrapers, and it reminds you how beautiful things are when it seems like it sucks. just look around, i guess. i don't know
95. drunk people who won't shutup. drunk people who will respectfully rant about a beautiful girl they admire from afar (even if it's a "gorgeous gorgeous gorge beautiful brunette first year pi phi" said wistfully in a native chicago accent)
96. creeping hard
97. white
98. food network and hating on ina garden yet admiring her soothing voice
99. being cheesy and stopping at number 99 so that tomorrow will start with 100