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24 August 2005

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 Current Mood:  exhausted

I said goodbye to my apartment this weekend.  Over the last year, my life has changed a lot for the better, and I didn’t think that was possible.  In fact, I’ve changed a lot.  There are a number of reasons for that, but they are all tied in one way or another to my former living situation.  I’ll surely miss the apartment, the neighborhood, and the last year all around.

Big ups to Savor, our hangout and the best restaurant in the area.  Further ups to Bell’s, Guys & Dolls, Streetlight Records, Scribble-Doodles, Phoenix Books, The Dubliner, Happy Donut, Starbucks, Cafe Mexicana, that chocolate store, Willie’s Barber Shop, Papalote, Atlas Cafe, and the whole Valencia/Mission crew (the pirate store, the weird antique store, the zoot suit store, the vintage clothing store with lucha libre masks, and the belly dancing restaurant).   Honorable mention to the local 24 Hour Fitness which I did not visit nearly enough and the school basketball court which was torn down the week Jared left.  Perhaps in his honor.

So long Guerrero Street.  I will remember you always.

As you might guess, I spent this weekend moving.  I’ll tell you what: there’s nothing like moving to make you want to get rid of all your shit.  All last week was spent packing, and all day Saturday and Sunday were spent moving.  I almost had a nervous breakdown for several moving-related reasons that I won’t bore you with.  My parents were a huge help though, and if you’re wondering how it went, I’ll point out that I’m typing this from my computer on my desk in my new apartment surrounded with all of my old stuff.  At least it’s over with.

The apartment is better than I’d hoped.  Big, beautiful, and clean.  The parking alone made it all worth while.  It’s always overcast and foggy here.  I couldn’t be happier.  I’ll be going to the beach this weekend.  It’s less than a mile walk.

Someone told me the other day that I looked like a hitman.  It’s the best compliment  I’ve gotten in a long time.  Of course, this person looked to me like a cross between Gwen Stefani and Natalie Portman.  So it worked out for everyone.

“Well I should know by now…
… that it’s cheap, but it’s not free.
… that I’m not what I used to be.”