I checked my myspace on Wednesday morning to see a comment from Meleah asking if I would like to look for celebrities. Having no job and being a little intrigued by spotting a few celebrities I took her up on the idea. I was nervous though - this would be the first time driving on the freeway by myself. Meleah lives in Santa Monica which is only about 30-40 minutes away (on a clear drive). I put my iPod on shuffle and got on the 405. I made it in one piece.
She said we could walk her boyfriend, John-Michael's dog Milo at Runyon Canyon - a celebrity hot spot.
We did see one pseudo celeb - Dave Holmes.
After the hike and a bite to eat we headed over to get Meleah's front bumper fixed. The guy who was helping us was interesting. And what was an hour seemed like six. In that hour we learned that he was married to an international lawyer, surfs the breaks at Venice Beach, dirt bikes, is exceptionally good at karate, has a house in the hills that is 6,000 square feet, and has two children - a boy and a girl, who is in 6th grade and will soon be a black belt. He loved to talk about how 'cool' he was - I think it was a complex his Marine father gave him when he was younger, very similar to little man syndrome.
Then came the drive home. What took 40 minutes to get there took two hours to get back. The bumper to bumper traffic, which Asleep warned me about, gave me what I think was an anxiety attack - a shortness of breath and shaking in my arms and legs. I came home and crashed on couch 9 with my baby. It felt so good to be home.
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4 comments:
i used to drive it for 2 years. not fun. not fun.
i'm glad you made it home safe.... coz i missed you that day!!!
im glad my friends got to hang out...would have been a hell of a lot better if i was there too though!!
I couldn't do it. I hate traffic.
you should get a motorcycle so you can just zip around all the traffic!
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