having just moved back to l.a. after being in atlanta for the past two years my first concern was were was i going to live. my job is in the o.c. but after looking like crazy i couldn't find anything that suited me in the o.c. it just wasn't my cup of tea. and what is the gay scene like? do they have a gay scene? not that i go out every night, but when i do want to kick up my heels, irvine is not going to be first on my list.
after looking and looking i decided on a loft in up and coming downtown los angeles (up and coming in about 10 years). i was extremely excited because i could still see my l.a. friends during the week and commute by train and not have to deal with traffic on the fwy. i had it all planned out. i get my place and even though it's not completely finished (renovated historical bldg), i figure i can deal with it for a short time until they get it completed. boy was i wrong. first i was promised a dog run, which was one of the main reasons i move into the bldg. max does not like to do his business on the street, let alone in front of skid row. so that was the first thing, no dog run, and no clue when it would finished. we were supposed to have valet parking that was included, another perk about living downtown. no idea when this will take place. next is just the overall cleanliness of the bldg. we've got huge rats running around in our garage. if you renovate a bldg, you need to clean it from top to bottom when you are finished so get rid of the dust and dirty walls and floors. breathing all this dust have given me the biggest bats in the cave that i've become afraid to blow my own nose sometimes for fear of what's in there. then you have the street theatre (quickly coined by a guy that i'm friends with at work) which is out of control. between the gun shots, police sirens, vomiting on the street, human feces on the street (i know this is gross but i see this daily), people shooting up at 6am, my next door neighbor playing his music all night long that sounds like it only has one beat, and just plain old noise at all hours, which led me to reevaluate my living situation.
so i've decided i've had enough and i'm moving once again on saturday. i'm even more excited about my new place but i won't mention it until i get in and really see what's going on. the good thing is i still get to take the train to work, which aside from getting up at the crack of dawns ass, i do enjoy. now i love to drive, and always have, but it is so nice to leave the driving to someone else. isn't that an airplane commercial from way back when? so with this move comes repacking all my crap that i just unpacked and get everything ready to go for saturday. and it just kills me at how once again i've accumulated so much crap again after promising myself i'd keep it light. oh well, it's just stuff, my stuff, and as soon as i can do it, i'm going to get rid of what is not needed or wanted for like the hundredth time. i just pray that the move goes smoothly. my direct tv is all set up for the move as is my electricity. it's so easy these days to just go online and update your info and poof, your electricity follows you to your new home. so i'm sure i'll have more to say before this move is over but until then, it's late (10pm) and i have to get up at 5am to start my day all over again.
we'll talk about the train tomorrow. the cast of characters is out of this world.
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