So, Porterville, This craphole I happen to live in, is not blessed in many ways.
No sir. No it is not.
It's too effing hot. The mountins trap in the smog, so the air is shit.
It -is- in California, so everything, like, say, gas costs you way more than if you were in an equally shitty town -not- in cali.
Today, tho.
Today I was reminded of why I -like- this place.
THE BOYS, DUH!
Seriously. Leave cali... and some places you go, finding any kind of even cute boy is just... you can't.
I mean... you shouldn't have to LOOK for them at all. They should just BE THERE, DAMNIT!
Today... the first day of school... Say you were allergic to cute boys, you would have died the second you came anywhere near PC.
The place was swarming.
Now... My favorite place pretty much anywhere on earth is Las Vegas.
I love it there. I love being there, I think the energy is awesome.
There are no effing cute boys in Vegas.
And the ones there are... you have to -look- for.
I HATED WERE'S WALDO WHEN I WAS A KID AND I DON'T LIKE WHERE THE HELL IS THE CUTE BOY NOW! GOT IT?!
So... yeah... Porterville's saving grace... There are some beautiful boys around here.
<3 California Boys <3