lazy daze, crazy nights.

we spent new year's weekend at camp osborn [there's nothing like departing and arriving to lax in a moho]. there's no other way i would've wanted to start two thousand and eleven; incredible people being together was enough-- no need to do anything in particular. it was the perfect vacation; the kind where you don't care where your phone is because the people you're with are the ones who you'd want to call.

thank you for inviting me; i'm glad i said yes.