Giggles goes home

by lcjonesla

I did not go to Colorado this weekend. My liver needs a break from homecoming and plus I needed to write the big 8-pager that has been lurking on me since ’99.

So I went home to Los Angeles for some relaxation, a job interview,  over eating (with real food, not just mcds), and to play with my cats.

I didn’t appreciate where I was from until I moved

to Tucson to attend U of A.

A drive home

T-Locs, don’t get your feathers in a bunch, I love Tucson. I didn’t when I was stranded in my 8X10 dorm room, but ever since I got a car I can explore the finer places the dirty has to offer.

Larchmont

Perhaps I’m emo/dark soul, or just like pretending i’m in the Twilight series but I love the cold foggy weather.

Benefit to rain. Hunter boots.

To me there is nothing better than window shopping on Larchmont on a saturday morning with my coffee and sams bagel.

I also enjoy hanging out with my wild animals. My dog bailey is a phone call away from Cesar Milan, and my obese cats are treated as if they were my children.

Don't be deceived.

Sockz

Boo

In Tucson, there is parking everywhere (except for the U of A of course). I despise parking garages, so I love the vast open parking lots at Target and Party City.

Fail

Here in Los Angeles, I embrace the Beverly Center’s winding and way-too-low-of-a ceiling parking garage. The pray to god I won’t hit the car in front of me while parallel parking on Melrose.

Stopped by Robertson on sunday to browse T- Burch. But alas the selection was at a minimum and the sales people were snooty.

Moved on to instant gratification and went to 3rd street.

Whenever i’m home I forget how many calories cupcakes have and stop by all my fave bakeries.

Sunday I stopped by Magnolia and indulged in my favorite dessert.

Best bakery

Just a rainy weekend in Los Angeles.

* One last thing. To test out SIRI on my new iPhone my dad told me to call him.

My ringtone was a dog barking.

Woof.