Friggin Frack!

There are two dumpsters behind my building, which are emptied twice a week. In fact, they were emptied this morning at 5 am. They also happen to be directly under my window, so I get to hear them being emptied each week. I look out my window tonight and both dumpsters are completely full. I find this incredibly depressing. How do people not understand that we must change! We must change our consumption and waste - now!

In other news, Michael Jackson passed away today. His personal life was much for gossip and strange, but no one can deny his influence on modern music. His talent is undeniable and he will be missed by me.

I'm a Bad Blogger

I know, it's been another minute since I've written something. Although, I'm unemployed I've been surprisingly busy.

I recently moved - AGAIN! Reese and I now live in a lovely studio in the area of Los Angeles known as Koreatown. It was a super deal I couldn't pass up, but I'm never moving again! That was effening exhausting! As the universe would have it, I ended up helping multiple friends move the following week. Everybody's moving! God Bless a recession, rent is cheap. Well, cheap for LA.

We love our new home. It's cheap, has beautiful hardwood floors and did I mention cheap. Reese particularly likes her new view. Lot's to look at for a curious kitty. I have to street park, but if I can manage to buy a new bike that will be less annoying. I'll be able to leave my car parked and have the freedom to leave without losing good parking. Cause today, got an amazing spot, which prevented me from leaving my apartment all day. Well, that and I haven't gotten out of my pajamas, but, I mean, it's mostly cause I've got a good spot.

You may have just discerned I need to buy a new bike. Being green in the new place has been a bit of a challenge. My new building doesn't have recycling, so I'm on the hunt for some place I can stash my recyclables nearby. I've been scoping out neighboring apt. buildings for blue cans. Also, my cruiser is having issues. It needs repair and to be smaller. I'm thinking craigslist for a new-to-me-hybrid. I need thinner, lighter and someplace to put it.

Love/dating/girls still hate my ever-loving guts. So that's awesome! But we're gonna do some soul searching, read some self-help, listen to Oprah and figure out why we keep crushing on these unavailable ladies. This last debacle wasn't even a crush, just friends. But she doesn't get me, so movin on. Maybe I should say "truckin", that's gayer. Although, "movin" is kinda lesbianonic, as lesbians have the horrible habit of uhauling. I won't uhaul, of course, cause I ain't moving again! And this place is too small for anyone else to move in. Well, she could move in if all she possessed in life fit into one suitcase. But would I really want to date someone whose earthly possessions fit into one suitcase? What does that say? I could probably whittle my stuff down to Reese and some pants, but that wouldn't even fit into one suitcase. Well, maybe one of those giant Swiss Army suitcases that cost $800 a piece. But I digress, chics suck and I'm over it! At least, until the next one comes along.

Here's some fun pics of the new place.