I woke up early today and decided to do the coffee thing at Larchmont. I went back to my old job and got an Americano. I felt like the biggest snob. I ran into one of the mother's from St. Brendan's, and I flashedback to 1996. Vanessa and I used to be choirgirls.

Marisa picked me up at 1:30 and we had lunch at Yang Chow's. I feel like everytime we go there, we just gripe about the men, fashion and what's wrong with the world. Nothing changes. We're getting older, but we're not evolving. She was going to drop me off at home, but I asked her to drop me off at the Metro stop, partly because I wanted to walk around Downtown for a little bit. I then flashedback to high school days. No driver's license, taking the Metro, walking.

Sidebar: Vanessa, how lazy are you that you're taking the 207 bus from Wilshire/Western to 2nd Street?



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