Day - whatever

I'm on vacation. I can't remember what day this is. Seems like the end of the vacation should be soon, darn.

Malibu to Huntington Beach - 58 miles

Made my way down to Huntington beach where I'm visiting my good friend Chrissy. I've known her forever - since at least the second grade. Chrissy was a math major in college and was scary smart - although I never knew what she was going to do with a math degree. She works for some aerospace company doing I don't know what - and I don't think I'm supposed to know. Something about national security - probably a front for the CIA or NSA.

Chrissy has a small townhouse a few blocks off the beach, and she agreed to put me up for this night when I called. She travels a lot so I wasn't sure if she'd be in town.

Chrissy is like a sister to me. And we can talk about anything - and I mean anything. She has told me, in very graphic detail, what a yeast infection is and what the cures are like. In middle school she told me how girls masturbate and why I should always keep my fingernails very well trimmed and as smooth as possible. It's kinda cool and gross at the same time. I think it gave me a pretty unique perspective on girls. Everyone should have a friend like Chrissy.

She is a serial dater, keeping a guy for one or two months and then dumping him. She seems to really enjoy it, but I thought she'd settle down as she got older. Not yet (well, we'll see if she has any 80 proof confessions). She's pretty enough to have a steady stream of guys coming to her door.

She's always been a big tequila drinker, so I'm bringing a bottle of patron silver (see "what I'm drinking..."). It will be good to catch up with her.