We live here.

Well, this is the roof of where we currently live.

Okay, management is suspicious, so these will be the only pictures you'll see.

It was bound to happen. Living as Jared and I do, you're bound to run into civilized types that believe in immobile sleeping arrangements and assigned parking. Therefore, we've launched our apartment search into hyper-drive. We found a place in North Hollywood that's available for immediate move-in, so let's keep those fingers crossed. I might have different pictures to post by Wednesday.

In employment news, Jared snagged some work with television as a Production Assistant. I was just assigned another proofreading job, so I'm salivating through the keyboard until that arrives. I may also have a position as a logger with my living mate/friend from UCF. It'll be a 3-week gig, sure to fill the pockets until I find the courage the register for Central Casting. Don't ask me what a logger does because I know if it has anything to do with lifting, I am so totally screwed.

Something that I found to be truer: People are suspicious of out-of-state area codes. So much so, that you may not receive a response when applying for a job, an apartment, or a temporary mailbox. It's on the long list of "Things to be Switched Over" we've been accumulating -- voter's registration, license plate, car registration, driver's license, phone number, REAL address, pompous and pretentious LA attitude, fabulous Boho threads.

Evan?

Oh, delicious Tuesday!

So, this is who my parents have replaced me with. His name is Jake. He's a dog. I've been replaced by a dog. Really, I would much rather a dog than, say... another car. Haaa. Heeehee


In other news, I love Dr. Joseph Lowery! In all his rhyming glory.

He delivered the Benediction at this inauguration and I've included my favorite parts.

"God of our weary years, God of our silent tears, thou who has brought us thus far along the way, thou who has by thy might led us into the light, keep us forever in the path, we pray, lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met thee, lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget thee. Shadowed beneath thy hand may we forever stand -- true to thee, O God, and true to our native land. ...[W]e ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get back, when brown can stick around -- (laughter) -- when yellow will be mellow -- (laughter) -- when the red man can get ahead, man -- (laughter) -- and when white will embrace what is right.

Let all those who do justice and love mercy say amen.

AUDIENCE: Amen!

REV. LOWERY: Say amen --

AUDIENCE: Amen!

REV. LOWERY: -- and amen.

AUDIENCE: Amen! (Cheers, applause.)"

P.S. Here's some guy that didn't find the laughter appropriate whatsoever: Freedom Eden.

No more dreaaams!

It's customary that every few weeks or months, I have a dream about losing my teeth. And I'm not talking about a couple of teeth. I'm talking like this many teeth.
But this time, it was a bit more involved. They were all loose and they all wanted to come out and I was spitting out GOBS of teeth. This time there was blood and pain. That's never happened before.

It's always been a painless annoyance that was slightly embarrassing, but this time I was in noticeable pain, there was more blood and I was intent on going to the hospital. Vitamin deficiency? Weird Dr. House virus?

Before I knew it, it was Thanksgiving and it was time to eat everything in sight. I was fine eating and I actually didn't feel toothless, until I smiled and then remembered.
I analyze my dreams. I know exactly what it all means. Do you?

The Daily Puppy's gettin' uppity

Sometimes I have to include cat videos because I not-so-secretly want cats. Thanks, CuteOverload for perpetuating my squealiness for all things adorable.

I like Food

Especially when Jared makes it. Penne with pesto turkey sausage, minced garlic, chopped onion, and saauuuuuce.

I actually woke up early! However... okay, who am I kidding. I totally took a nap at, like, 2pm. It's not a big deal. Don't judge.

I applied to be a moderator for ICanHasCheezburger.com. I'm planning on meeting with someone from LoudVine.com. They cover music events at the "hippest" LA venues and encourage fans to come together and be friends, rather than standing with their arms crossed, bobbing their heads to the band, and not making eye contact. Sounds promising.

Still don't know what I'm doing for my birthday. Maybe dollar beers at the Japanese BBQ joint down the street. Or go shopping at a local re-sale shop. Or go to the other parties being held for us January 16th-ers.

Have I mentioned how much I love Pandora? You can now customize your stations even more and pick all the crap you like. Daggumit, I love Pandora.

My WebCam came today!

Happy (Early) Birthday to Me!

Inauguration 5000

I've been having really vivid dreams since we've arrived. A lot of them involve me packing to leave Florida. I feel like I've moved 7 times in the last week. Sometimes there's a hurricane coming, sometimes none of my clothes are clean, and sometimes I can't find anything I need to bring with me.

Jared has been driving me around everywhere. I make a list of places I need to go and then he drives me around. I am the quantum of laziness. He makes me foods. He makes me realize that I am indeed the quantum of laziness.

He just got an internship at a script management agency as a script reader writing coverage. The employer seems really upstanding (non-sketchy person in LA? I know, it's crazy) and happy to mentor, teach, and be an invaluable resource for someone who wants to excel in the industry. Jared has an interview for a position at a bank tomorrow too, so fingers crossed.

I received my first freelance job yesterday and I'm super-relieved, super-excited, and feeling a lot more productive and secure. Still no lease and still set-up in Zach's living room, but we're more focused on saving cash to put down a deposit somewhere.

And now: The Cat-a-vator

So I truly have emerged from the dark side of the moon.

Or have I?

Driving across the country wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, but it was by no means easy in any sense. I ran out of music at the end of the 1st day, so that was a bit intense. Staying awake during the boring parts of certain states was the hardest, I think. Watching my thermometer jump every day was interesting. I think I saw 26 degrees as the coldest somewhere in the desert.

I'll recap the states as I saw them:
*Florida truly never ends, especially when you're going west, all the way through it.

*Alabama -- the last time I rode through Alabama was coincidentally ALSO at night, but as I marveled at the perpetual nighttime of Alabama, it started to sprinkle, I drove through a tunnel, and then saw a car engulfed in flames on the highway.

*Mississippi was pretty straightforward, no frills or explosions, unfortunately.

*Louisiana was by far my favorite. Why? First hotel stay, best hotel stay. It was 50 degrees, I only had my child's snow jacket, and then Louisiana girls in the breakfast area said "DAMN, GIRL?!" remarking at how I could wear such a jacket on such an average day. Kinda made my day. They all looked at Jared and me the whole time we ate. It was weird/funny. Then we went to Wal-Mart and got provisions.

*Okay, now, who DOESN'T hate driving through the widest part of Texas? Seriously, most boring 2 days of my life. Stayed at a LaQuinta that was highly disappointing and terrifyingly overpriced compared to the Baton Rouge Ramada. Louisiana wins again. Texas was miserable. The end. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

*New Mexico and Arizona should be one state.

*Jared and I ended up in 2 different directions after 2 hours without incident. In our respective and opposite directions, since we were in two different cars. Thanks guy at Hollywood Video that used HIS phone nav system. Ugh. A few tense moments and then we stayed at the Days Inn on Ventura. Renovated and really nice for what it was -- renovated. The next day, we used Panera's Internet, drove around, got a mailbox, took a walk,

and I realized how unprepared, naive, and truly clueless I am. It was probably one of the harder lessons I've learned in the last 6 months, but probably one of the most freeing and terrifying lessons of my life. Yeah, all epic and shit.

Jared and I are sleeping on our Louisiana Wal-Mart air mattress. It's actually quite stellar, I highly recommend it. Currently, we're both still jobless. I've been trying to keep busy with The Must Stash.