Dyanne, Pammie and I drove up to LA Friday night for the Smitten exhibit at the Thinkspace Art Gallery in Silverlake. Two of our favorite artists, Stella Im Hultberg and Audrey Kawasaki, were part of the all girl show, so we couldn't miss it. We picked up Pammie in the OC and were stuck in LA traffic at 10pm. Lame! Luckily, Thinkspace stayed open past closing time, and we got to see all the gorgeous art. You should definitely check it out if you're near LA (or even if you're 135 miles away like us). Or you can just look at my pictures from the exhibit. We schlepped through midnight traffic after the show to hit up Diddy Riese in Westwood. YUM-O. The area around UCLA is pretty cool…. made me think about getting my MFA in graphic design there, but I looked into it today and they don't offer it. I started looking at other universities outside of San Diego, though. I suppose I should concentrate on getting my BA first! My schedule is going to be insane this fall with both my graphic design internship and regular job on top of a full load at school. There goes my social life. Even June is looking pretty exhausting since I'm working full time over the summer and still squeezing a class and my internship in. Oh, well. It'll help me save for when Dyanne and I move out together at the end of summer… not that I'll have any free time to actually enjoy our fabulously designed apartment!
Our Mcdonald's had the standard drive-thru with one window where you'd pay for your order and another where you'd get your food. On crazy days like the dreaded Cheeseburger Sunday, we would open a second window where you could order… a tandem window, if you will. For some reason, Jed would always assign me to the tandem window. Looking back at it now, I'm convinced it was for his own personal amusement. Anyway, orders were taken in one line at both the regular and tandem windows when it was busy. The only way anyone would know what order to give to which car was to press the tandem button whenever an order from that window was taken. Being the forgetful person you love and adore, I'd always fail to remember that one little detail. Sheryll and Pammie would often give the wrong food to the wrong car because of me. "Press tandem, Mayan!" they'd always say. Not much has changed since then.. Except now I have to be reminded about more important things like remembering to bring my driver's license so not to disrupt my date with Jack Daniels at the bar. Just kidding. I'd much rather have Filipino Cowboys these days. Ask Mitch at Landlord's to hook you up!