DV YSA joined up with Phoenix North for kickball and snow cones (courtesy of Doug). And then I got to play some killer volleyball with Nathan Clark. Sometimes I miss organized, competitive sports. And then I did NOT invite myself over to Keaton's house for a movie night, but I did make sure that it happened and brought the best movie of all time (including JS: Prophet of the Restoration): The Emperor's New Groove.
Flowers from a patient, chocolate PB protein shake, and las palabras de Dios. |
Also I'm remembering Spanish rn on Duolingo. (And KILLING the French section, but that's cool.) I can say things like necesito un bolígrafo and nunca me ducho. Which are super useful.
The LA Chins moved into a real apartment. |
I passed a drug test (probably) and bought some real crappy tubes (which is funny because they were shaped like the poop emoji). And went on the adventure of a lifetime that wasn't actually that high adventure. We tubed down the Salt River after hours, stopped early due to an incoming lightning storm and trucked through the mud, cacti, and barbed wire fences to find the road, jammed 7 people and tubes in the back of a stranger's truck and avoided a LONGGGG walk back to the car. And hit up In N Out. 10/10 would do again, but maybe actually just float the whole river next time.
Look at this angel. |
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