We slept in as long as we possibly could, had breakfast, and then stopped at the Coffee Bean on our way out of town. Amanda had to be back early for Mormon church, so I let her and Pigeon go without me, and opted instead to ride back with the LA party train, then have Lui pick me up at Sunshine's house on his way back from Brokeback Mountain (it's a long story...). While at the Bean, Monica & I had the genius idea of taking "hungover celebutante" photos:
I think this may have been my favorite moment of the entire weekend.
After getting lost trying to get out of Palm Desert while having a conversation about various grief recovery programs (inspired by Sunshine's dead mom and Monica's dead grandpa), we stopped at Jack-in-the-Box for lunch. By the time we got to the outlet mall where the girls had been planning to spend the afternoon, we really only had half an hour to spare. This did not stop Sunshine from spending upwards of $400, nor did it stop Suzy from buying a Coach purse herself. Actually, it was kind of scary: we got out of the car and the two of them took off running in different directions, leaving me and Monica stunned on the sidewalk.
Finally in the car heading back, we were driving alongside a minibus full of what Suzy guessed were wrestlers, but were actually boxers. They kept waving at us, and one of them stuck a note up to the window with his phone number. So we called it. We told some lies about all of us being married, they told some lies about all being between 20- and 30-years-old (they were so obviously like 18), but for the most part, we just couldn't hear each other: 2x speakerphone + 2x moving vehicles + 2x multiple people talking at once... not so conducive to conversation.
We were late getting back, of course, and Lui was pissed at me for making him wait.
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