OK. So, here is the update on my "fabulous west coast life," as Bossanova put it. I have a job that makes "enough" money, and I'm taking some classes that are keeping me interested and working toward a profession that I think I will enjoy. I moved into the most awesome house I've ever lived in (yeah, that's right. My fantasy of having a functional washer and dryer in my house has been realized. WOOHOOOOOOO!). I have two fabulous roommates, and I am happier than I have been in a few years. Once a day or so I find myself walking down the street when all of a sudden, I realize that my life fucking rocks, and I'm ecstatically happy, and then I continue on my way with a ridiculous grin on my face.

Oh, and about two months ago, my car got totalled. Despite the fact that I loved her dearly (RIP Esmerelda) it was a blessing in disguise, as I got out of a monthly payment that was too high and got a enough money from my insurance company to pay her off as well as retain a good chunk for a down payment on a new car. Additionally, the fantastic aforementioned house happens to be within walking/biking distance from both my school and my job, so I remain sans car, and I am getting in shape too! Fucking awesome, I must say. I never thought I would find myself living in L.A. without a car. I'm sure I'll get one soon (or a motorcycle, perhaps), but until then, I'm enjoying getting exercise, saving money and staying close to home.

In conclusion, my life rocks. Lots of love to all my people out there in the ether.