Now with less sugar!

Valencia and Santa Clarita are two smaller towns that are incredibly fun to visit. I made a mistake when taking the 5 north on my journey up. I mistakenly got onto the 101 instead of staying on the 5 and in a panic I exited the first street I could which happened to be 4th street. I saw a homeless man when at a stop light who was out of sight behind a fence near the over pass. There were families at a park. The apartments and homes near the park brought two questions to mind: How much is it to rent? Why would I ever consider it?

Once in Valencia finding Ashley's home was a bit of work. Getting lost in suburbia is always a joy. A few phone calls later and I was no longer lost. The rounds of introductions were rampant with names and faces a blur. The theme was white and black. I chose black. At Ashley's birthday party there were pieces of paper cut in the shape of flowers or leaves with a green stick attached. All guests were invited to write a message. The night began with a beer and champaign. Of all of Ashley's friends I like Stephanie the best. Funny girl. Even though Leslie has been down before (and we happen to share the same last name) she reminds me of a girl from the other side of town.

Meme of the night is Steph: "Really now? Don't ya know?"

Saturday night involved a late night pizza delivery (12:30?) at the after party. A bottle of Vodka was smashed by Steph accidently. While at Ashley's house Steph got on the subject of personalities and if I was Jealous. Right then we had to relocate and she brought it up again later but we never finished the thought. I was made to promise to visit her when she is in town next since she had heard so much about me. It is a two way street. I am looking forward to it.

I remember some annoying bird in a tree outside which Andy threw rocks at. I referred to it as a Native American car alarm. I ended up sleeping with my shoes on for part of the night. My lower back is still sore from the bed I slept on. Driving around town with the windows down made my hair fluffy. I felt like I was in another country - the way the hills looked with the sand and the trees. Definately memorable.

The drive home wasn't nearly as bad as the trip up. On the way up I was stuck in traffic that was stop and go for nearly half of the trip. My car gets much better milage on the highway - I am used to driving streets to and from work and getting half the MPG.

There is so much more but it's time to relax a bit before this next work week.