Cause knowledge is power.

A few things I’ve learned these last couple weeks:


Seeing old friends can be a little awkward, especially when they are attractive and you’re not sure if you might have transcended that more-than-friends point. It ends up, however, being fantastic no matter what happens... and you might even be caught off guard at how someone you never see can seem so...well, familiar.

Go to Newport Beach. It is the best beach I’ve been to in southern CA so far. And they don’t kick you out when the sun goes down. I think I’d like to move there. It can’t be more expensive than where I already live.

I live in a horribly expensive city. I did already know this, yes, but I’m being constantly reminded now that I’m seeking out a new living situation. And when potential roommates ask for 1st and last months rent plus a 50%-of-rent deposit, it makes me laugh out loud. Ha ha! ... And then gently weep. ... Aww.

I have acid-reflux disease. That or I am dying. Either way, I’m kinda pissed off that I don’t have heath insurance.

There is a bar in Tarzana called The Sugar Mill. No one there is under 40 but they all act (and drink) like they’re 21. Its fucking hysterical.

Every time I feel that all I need is some extra sleep, I’m usually wrong. Its just makes me even more tired, and I haven’t felt fully awake in a really long time. The coffee doesn’t help.

I’ve developed a new addiction to chocolate milk. I’ve always been a fan, but never like this.

Little Miss Sunshine is the best movie I’ve seen in a long time. I want to see it again, right now.

I am going to lose $20 playing fantasy football this season. I really have no idea what I’m doing cause well, I don’t give a half a shit about the NFL. Bye bye nick’s money.

The Simpson’s Season Eight DVD (which I now own, cause I’m irresponsible with my money) contains the episode where Homer eats the insanity peppers, hallucinates and talks to a pink coyote voiced by the late Johnny Cash. Fucking genius.

I’ve never consumed chicken and waffles in the same meal before, but I must say, its pretty awesome. If you’re ever in LA, Roscoe’s Chicken & Waffles is the place to go. [Open till 4am on Friday and Saturday night.]