| the problem with continental breakfasts...is that they're never from a continent where people eat a good breakfast. While stale muffins might appease someone from Antarctica, my american-sized appetite gets homesick on its disappointing trips to the hotel lobby in search of food. Why do I say any of this? Well...
As per usual, I have moved somewhere new. This time it's sunny LA, where I hope to become friends with Kathy Griffin before it's all said and done. I've looked at several apartments these past few days and am moving this weekend into one that I really like. I just have to buy an aerobed to sleep on. Clearly, I am anticipating endless nights of passion in LA. Oh, and I left my car in Mississippi. Isn't that smart? I'm gonna get run over.
But back to the hotel. Until I move into the apartment I mentioned above, I'm staying in a really classy motel in east Hollywood (read: not everything in hollywood is as glamorous as it should be.) Thanks to mike, I keep having visions of "no country for old men" and am terrified by anything that walks by my door. The room overlooks the central parking lot and pool that I'm too afraid of STDs to swim in.
I think I'm going to like LA. I was worried that I'm too east coast (read: pale and ugly) to really like it here. But everyone's been really nice so far. Maybe it's because everyone is racist and just likes me because I'm white.
Anyway, I hope both of you that read this are doing well and that I can post more frequently and more articulately in the days to come.
LA, lol.
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| does anyone still blog?
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| "Diabetes" should not rhyme with "fetus" when spoken aloud.
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| I'm adding an item to my list of "evil things to do to people" list:
9.) make them find short-term housing in new york city.
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