Seriously, you two. Maybe you should just stick to looking out the window.

This is about the time T.O.C.E. read aloud an interview with Kimora Lee Simmons, who, apparently, owns a gold-and-jade toilet. C.apesh*t is baffled by the desire to poop on precious metals.

And this is about the time the camera battery died out, or maybe just got so disgusted by its operators that it decided to play possum. Thus, alas, I can offer you no documentation of the girls' pit stop in Cedar City, Utah, home of a Shakespeare festival, an interesting fast food restaurant, many fat people, an even more interesting condiment, and, for T.O.C.E.'s money, the funniest C.apesh*t quote of the trip: "What the hell is everyone DOING here!?!?!? SERIOUSLY!!!! How the hell are those people PAYING for that ranch house???!?!?!"

And so they beat on, passing an antelope, Las Vegas, the World's largest thermometer, and arrived in LA alarmingly on schedule. C.apesh*t's new apartment is a vintagey, high-ceiling-y bungalow in the up-and-coming St. Andrew's Square. And her neighbors seem very interesting, if a little uninterested in putting all their clothes on before coming outside to mock C.apesh*t as she tries to pull in to her RIDICULOUSLY NARROW PARKING SPACE.

Never the party animals, the girls had to force themselves to stay up past 9pm with a rousing game of UNO. For once, T.O.C.E. won without cheating. Or maybe they just quit the game. Either way, who cares? I for one, am just shocked that they made it at all.