Is it true that when you work out, your body releases some crap that makes you happy? I don't know for sure, but I know that's what Reese Witherspoon said in Legally Blonde, and I would consider her to be an expert. In any case, that's how I felt today driving home from my brand new gym. Or maybe it was because the sun was shining on Sunset, or because I had two missed phone calls on my mobile device from people I love back home when I got out. Yesterday was my one month anniversary being in LA, and I think during this last week it's finally begun to sink in how lucky I am to be doing what I want to be doing with my life at this point. I'm having a great time at my internship... the people I work with are so much fun, and I really feel comfortable and confident while I'm there. I've met some really awesome people and had opportunities to do so many new things in just the few weeks I've been here. Brian got me going to line dancing lessons, I've gotten to see Kanye and the Wallflowers perform, and I've been at some sweet parties at some bomb ass houses. :) I've already had a handful of visitors from back home, and I feel like my old friendships are evolving with the move and being strengthened at the same time. And I finally met someone who's worth thinking about, and even if it can't go any further, it still makes me smile. Everything has its ups and downs, and I'm definitely still adjusting and finding my niche... but I think I made the right choice for right now, and hopefully I don't fuck things up like I usually do. ;)
PS. Here are some
pics so far.
PPS. Props to Kanye for
speaking out on "family" :)