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2x2, one day late

Last week I didn't take many pictures, so I skipped my 'Week In Pictures' post. This decision must have given my subconscious the go-ahead to skip my Sunday 2x2 post as well.

The problem is that, although I did not take many pictures last week, I actually did learn a few things. Sharing what I learned is half the purpose of my 2x2s, so I was wrong for skipping it. Therefore, here it is just one day late.

Last week I learned...

1) To speak German! Not really. I barely even ordered my own food. But we did go to this cool spot in Venice called Wurstkutche (only with the little dohickey over the 'u'). It took me awhile to decide on what to get, even though most of the menu I don't eat (I'm not too keen on pork. Wrong restaurant, much?)

Despite all of the dead pig and the patio tables shaped like coffins (run, piggies, run!), I had a great time visiting with Chris, my friend Matt who is making his way down the coast from Portland, and his friend Ben who is hilarious.

2) Breaking up is hard, especially when you weren't in a relationship in the first place. Ignoring someone does not make them go away (oops) and guys can be just as hurt as girls can. I feel slightly bad about having to have 'the talk' but now that it's over it's like a weight is lifted. That wasn't going anywhere. And so ends the saga of 'Doriean and the Movie Star.'

As a two-fer, I also learned I'm not the type of girl that can have sex with no feeling behind it.

Okay, I CAN. But I don't think I want to. It doesn't seem right.

So, I'm now taking a vow of celibacy because a) I don't want to have sex with anyone that's not interested in entering a relationship with me and b) I don't want to enter a relationship with anyone.

I hope you are as confused as I am. We will see how long this lasts. Feel free to cast your bets now.

This week I'm looking forward to:

1) The AWOLNATION + Imagine Dragons Concert! Yay live music! And yay Chris for getting us cushy access!

2) Sarahi's birthday party!! There will be good music (partially supplied by myself), yummy food (can you say "taco truck?"), and my amazing Los Angeles family all around talking about me in Spanish behind my back.

Happy Monday!

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