Los Angeles Life Begins

I stopped writing online when I got to LA.  For some reason, I just felt like I didn't have the time.  And I'm not going to promise to write everyday.  But I've found my feet.  The job starts tomorrow.  And once again, I'll publishing stories from this WaHo Life.

By the way, I have yet to see a Waffle House in Los Angeles.  I'm beginning to believe they don't exist.  And the IHOP is simply not the same.

I'm kind of tapped for stories right now.  It's not because I have nothing to talk about; it's because there is way too much.

This weekend was really amazing.  Friday night, had an incredibly chill group of people over including Creon, Chris (nee Brittany), Gabby Torres, Allen, Tristen, Joe, Amanda, Mara, and Valerie.  Then, Saturday, I went to a party at Lindy's apartment, spending most of the time with the beautiful Kathy Sanchez.  Bought a camera on B'way, so expect pictures soon (some are already on FB).  Went and saw Painted Churches at the Group Rep in North Hollywood (review pending as I left my program in Kat's car).  Chilled out, did laundry, and decided the path to sanity.

I make these vows to myself:
1.  There is nothing noble about suffering.
2.  I will remember what attracted me to LA and I will exploit those things.
3.  If I decide to quit, I will work for one more week and give everyone at CYLA the chance to talk me out of it.

But now, I have to go to sleep since I have to wake up in six hours.