Wow, this recession is really taking me places! :D My family and I are now officially frickin' nomads, going from city to city in our job search. Thank you corporate Murka! Remind me to send you the contents of our litter box (we have two cats). Hey it's the least I can do, my friend ;) It's all you've ever given me...
I don't know much about Los Angeles and its environs at all. I know for a fact that the drivers are a little nutty. They rarely signal when changing lanes and seem to get a wee thrill out of cutting in front of other drivers in general. Don't know what that is. In Oregon the driving style was almost meditative.
I wonder if folk here are as superficial as everyone in the Bay Area seemed to think? But heck, San Fran had its little snobberies and airs about it, that's for damn sure. For one thing, I felt I was the odd one out looking for work, and everyone else was sitting comfortably as trustafarians. "Job searcher?! Haha! That's very blue collar!" So I think they can shut up and stop criticizing other cities.
I do get the feeling that there are more industries to choose from here, job-wise. After all, Jane or Joe Schmo needs some kind of job if she or he ever plans to make it in Tinseltown.
It is pretty here in Marina del Rey, where I now live in a small one bedroom with my mother. Weather is pleasant. I get to be a beach bum and watch the other bums dancing about in the sun. I suppose the advantage to having such a huge population of bums is that they can outnumber the yuppies and perhaps dine on them if they get really hungry :) Mmm, expensive, but so very tasty! We like our meat rare!
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