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Why does it cost so damn much to live in this state?
I'm in the process of registering my car, getting my insurance changed, and finally getting a California license...
It's not fun.
Also. I'm almost 24 years old. Why do my parents still have my social security card and my birth certificate?
I started with the Santa Monica Daily Press on Tuesday. Day one I was already out in the community reporting. Thank god. I definately missed it - I immediately felt the "reporter" in me turn on. It's a long drive and they are long days, but I think I'm going to like it. And if they want to start paying me soon...All the better.
Houston's has been pretty crappy lately. Now that the holidays are over, the money isn't as good. We're also down like 8 servers, so management is on everyones ass to pick up doubles. I doubled on Monday. Never Again. I cannot wait for the day when I can quit. Please come soon, oh special day.
My birthday is in two weeks.
24.
Old age.
Please send denture cleaner, a walker, and plastic slipcovers for the couches.
I'm trying to get the weekend off so I can head up to San Francisco and check things out.
In other news..
Lindsey and I have been doing the South Beach diet. And by that I mean, I'm not really doing it but she is. Neither of us think we really need to lose any weight - she is all about doing it and I'm happy to go along because its forcing me to eat healthy (which is something I do not do enough of). Today we both cheated. Thank you Johnny Rockets for your delicious milkshakes. And burgers. And fries. And onion rings. Oh lord.
Fort Lauderdale was amazing. My trip wasn't long enough at all. I spent a ton of time with Kim and Annahita and got to hang out with Leah and Nate (SO FUN). It was really great to spend some quality time with my parents and Eric and Nicole too. I also got a chance to see Patti before she died. Her and Jim live next door to my parents and shes been battling a really really painful case of cancer for almost two years. Sadly, she passed away shortly after I got back to LA.
I haven't had anything to drink since my last night in Fort Lauderdale. (Granted, I drank enough that night to last me the two weeks its been, but still...). It's thanks in part to James Frey and Augsten Burroughs, both of whom wrote memoirs regarding addiction. Check out "A million little pieces." It's distrubing, and disgusting, and enthralling. It makes you question even the casual indulgence. And "Dry"...well, Burroughs sure is an interesting guy. I like the way he writes, even if his memoirs give me the creeps.
Oh yeah.
I got an ipod. (Insert huge smile here)
I'm in the process of registering my car, getting my insurance changed, and finally getting a California license...
It's not fun.
Also. I'm almost 24 years old. Why do my parents still have my social security card and my birth certificate?
I started with the Santa Monica Daily Press on Tuesday. Day one I was already out in the community reporting. Thank god. I definately missed it - I immediately felt the "reporter" in me turn on. It's a long drive and they are long days, but I think I'm going to like it. And if they want to start paying me soon...All the better.
Houston's has been pretty crappy lately. Now that the holidays are over, the money isn't as good. We're also down like 8 servers, so management is on everyones ass to pick up doubles. I doubled on Monday. Never Again. I cannot wait for the day when I can quit. Please come soon, oh special day.
My birthday is in two weeks.
24.
Old age.
Please send denture cleaner, a walker, and plastic slipcovers for the couches.
I'm trying to get the weekend off so I can head up to San Francisco and check things out.
In other news..
Lindsey and I have been doing the South Beach diet. And by that I mean, I'm not really doing it but she is. Neither of us think we really need to lose any weight - she is all about doing it and I'm happy to go along because its forcing me to eat healthy (which is something I do not do enough of). Today we both cheated. Thank you Johnny Rockets for your delicious milkshakes. And burgers. And fries. And onion rings. Oh lord.
Fort Lauderdale was amazing. My trip wasn't long enough at all. I spent a ton of time with Kim and Annahita and got to hang out with Leah and Nate (SO FUN). It was really great to spend some quality time with my parents and Eric and Nicole too. I also got a chance to see Patti before she died. Her and Jim live next door to my parents and shes been battling a really really painful case of cancer for almost two years. Sadly, she passed away shortly after I got back to LA.
I haven't had anything to drink since my last night in Fort Lauderdale. (Granted, I drank enough that night to last me the two weeks its been, but still...). It's thanks in part to James Frey and Augsten Burroughs, both of whom wrote memoirs regarding addiction. Check out "A million little pieces." It's distrubing, and disgusting, and enthralling. It makes you question even the casual indulgence. And "Dry"...well, Burroughs sure is an interesting guy. I like the way he writes, even if his memoirs give me the creeps.
Oh yeah.
I got an ipod. (Insert huge smile here)