love love love

I never expected my small group to be such a big part of my life. I love that in one day we can make disgusted noises about stepping on pools of algae, run from nudists, rock out to lady gaga and hiss at people as we drive by, search for torrey pines but find pacific beach instead, get directions to torrey pines from some sketchy guy in pacific beach and wind up back in la jolla anyway, watch the sunset on a lifeguard tower, fail at parallel parking more times than I'm willing to admit, and still have some of the most hilarious but simultaneously deepest and most meaningful conversations I've ever had. I just plain love my baja family.