Playing the Host.

two great friends came down from the City friday nite for the weekend. they usually play host to me on my trips to the north [their couch likely bears an imprint of my sprawled out body from spending so many nites sleeping on it], so it was great to get to provide a place to stay for them this time. it was the second time they came for a visit, but first since i moved into my more spacious abode and instead of snuggling up on a giant aerobed together they each had a space to slee [why Los chose the floor the first nite still doesn't make sense to me...hehe.

getting in around 11:30 pm after a slightly delayed departure we started the weekend pretty much immediately and like all the weekends i've spent up north with them it was a great time full of goofy adventures, bogus arguments, and lots of laughs. the traditional list of highlights includes...

• Pasadena [except for the fact that spot closed down at like 1:28 a.m.]
  
• Los expanding his ethnic horizons [haha]
• the dood on the stripper pole...and his shirt...and his shoes...and his twin friend...and...
  
• a late nite burrito
• Foxy's!
• an excursion to the beach
• "Malibu"
• the unsuccessful pit stop
• a very brief trip to Barney's
• Lala's for eats
• Santa Monica and dancing the nite away
• the chick fight
  
• the soupy burrito argument
• Los' impersonation of Lyrics Born
  
• the skunk at the burrito joint
• a deja vu burrito
  
• 'Scoe's
• pinkberry
• seeing an actor and not being able to remember his name
  
• just rollin' entourage style with a couple of the best guys i kno [even if, as i pointed out, our entourage is really more like the three muskateers]

a great time with great friends...but i'm ready to pass out [after already napping all evening long]. i definitely need to blog more tho...