Los Angeles doesnt suck after all ... who knew!!

I'd heard a lot of crap about LA and kind of expected to hate it, but I had a great time there!

THE HIGHLIGHTS:

- indie rock concert at the Troubador

- the Disney Concert Hall (right,) which looks like a much sleeker/cooler/sexier/less-annoying/non-fugly version of the MIT Stata Center (below)

- Swimming in the backyard pool of a hollywood director who shall not be named

- Being verbally harassed by gross men all over LA County (wait... that part sucked, never mind.)

- Helping Brett shoot a short film for a competition (I held the fan and pinned some curtain. I'm basically a world-class production assistant now)

- Walking 6 miles from a museum to meet my friend after looking at a map and thinking it was going to be about 2-3 miles. Uh, yeah, turns out LA REALLY IS f*ing huge

- Going to a bon-fire party on the

beach with a bunch of Industry people (I felt like I was in "The O.C."... AWESOME)

- People-watching on Hollywood Boulevard, including a woman with huge dreadlocks, each a different pastel color, piled on to her head and with the entire bottom half of her head (top of ears downward) shaved. LA Rocks!