- I really enjoyed driving down to LA from SF. I left at 4:00am and it took me about 5 hours of leisurely, relaxing driving...until I hit Van Nuys and a complete stop on the 405S. I hate LA traffic.
- I endured the gamut of temperatures this weekend: 105 in Palm Springs, 85 in LA, 65 back home in SF. As my sister says, "California is a BIG state".
- The LAMB booties I listed a few postings ago are over $500. I bought a fake pair at Payless for $27.99. Not bad.
- Just because hotels are nice, doesn't mean they throw nice weddings. I went to one at Shutters at the Beach in Santa Monica. The wedding was "meh". But, man, it was good to see my friend Aaron so happy.
- I saw Ludacris at Casa Del Mar hotel in Santa Monica (having drinks before the wedding). I was about to say "Luda!", but instead I nodded and said "Wassup". I'm so cool.
- I started reading "Eat, Pray, Love" on the airplane home. I resisted for so long because its one of those books that women all read and want to feel connected to each other. I'm not down with that. (ha!). But, I just finished the section on Italy, and I'm so inspired. I've always wanted to go...
- The first week of the Olympics is always more exciting than the second. With swimming and gymnastics over, I'm wondering how engaged I'll continue to be.
- My family is the shizznet. Period. 3 days of togetherness in the blistering Palm Springs heat will not make me feel otherwise. :)
You know that saying "You can always go home" (or something like that...I'm so bad with "sayings"). I think I always had that as a safety net when I moved up to SF. I thought that I would give this city and this job a try for a year and if it didn't work out, I could always go home. I could probably even go back to my old company if I wanted to. But after this past weekend, I think I finally put that safety net to rest. I really, really do not like LA. I hate the traffic. And, after visiting my old company, I realized, too much has changed...and not enough has changed...for me to ever want to go back.
So, here I am, back in SF, carless (left it with my folks in SD), safety-net-less, and feeling a bit like I'm starting over again...or least maybe the 2nd chapter of my story. It's kinda scary...
