I just dropped my mom off at the airport and I think I just reallized that I'm finally out on my own. It's causing me to go into shock. It's really scary moving cross-country with no friends here and really knowing no-one. Well, that's not entirely true either. I know like 3 people, 5 actually. I know my roommate (duh) though I had never really met him before coming out here, and I had only talked to him on the phone. Ditto goes for Max, who's a friend of a friend. I'm going to lunch with Max tomorrow at Joan's on Third (I'll let you know how it is). Then I know someone else I've never actually met: Samira. I've only talked to her on the phone once. She's friends with my (now former) neighbor in Florida, Gabe. He says she's wonderful, and I haven't been able to naysay anything he's said yet (except for dating his son). Then I also know some of my dad's friends. One couple lives way out in Thousand Oaks (I think) which is in Ventura County (I think), and the other woman, Bobbi, lives down in Orange County somewhere. I have to call Bobbi sometime because I was supposed to stay with her for a week and do apartment hunting, but I didn't want to be stealing her car.
I went to the Farmer's market today. It was somewhat smaller than I expected, but I still got some incredible fruits and veggies there. I got a half flat (6 pints) of Strawberries for $11 and the pints were overflowing. The berries themselves were some of the best I have ever had in my entire life. I also got some really good looking celery and some zucchini. I thought about it after I got home and thought I should have gotten some of the raisins that one woman had. She had all sorts of dried fruits, and I didn't think about it, but I use raisins in my tuna salad, and I don't have any yet. I should also get and apple or two for the same purpose, but those are easy to find. Raisins (that aren't Sun-Maid) are hard to find.
I did start another blog in case anyone has checked on my profile page recently. It's a recipe blog. They're all recipes that I've used and tried, so I can gaurantee they work. My personal stamp of approval. I'll have to post my tuna salad recipe there. But the web address is: http://randomrecipe.blogspot.com/
We spent yesterday hanging art and posters. I had a bunch of old movie posters. Well, not old, but not recent. They're all from like 1999-2001. I've got Saving Private Ryan, Practical Magic, Double Jeopardy, An Ideal Husband. None of them except maybe Saving Private Ryan are anything to crow about, but they're big and colorful and keep the place from looking like a white box. Steve has one with Melissa Joan Hart on it in his room. We ran out before we got to my room, but I hung postcards and smaller stuff in my room. I want people to send me postcards. Contact me on myspace or via e-mail and if I know you, I'll give you my address, and you should send me a postcard. I'll send you one from LA. (What a deal!) I need more decorations. I've also got my poster from when the Dominion Post (in Wellington, New Zealand) turned into the Middle Earth Post for a Week for the opening of the first movie. I've also got a mountain lion and a promotional-size poster of the movie What Women Want. I'm going to put world maps on the fourth wall, but I haven't had time, and they're still in one of the boxes that hasn't been unpacked yet.
I think I like my roommate. He's really laidback, which might get annoying don the road because he's going to leave a lot o the decisions up to me. But for now, we're still just kind of getting to know each other. He's definitely neater than I am, but he doesn't have as much stuff. I was unpacking and I couldn't believe the amount of crap that I have!! And 80% is somehow necessary. I have a lot of clothes, and accessories. I have way more sweaters than I thought I did. I have purses and file cabinets. Paperwork to be gone through. Tools. Belts. Purses. Furniture! But my roommate came here with 2 suitcases, albeit rather large ones. I have memories attached to all of my stuff, so I couldn't just leave it all in Florida (although I'd have a bit more money now if I had). But he isn't moving here permanently. Steve is only here for an internship, for 7 months. But he's a nice guy. We should get along just fine, I think.
Driving to the airport was a bit of an adventure. I took Fair Oaks down to the 110, rather than the roundabout way Google told me to take. It took a little longer than predicted, but that's probably because I went through town. The way Google told me to take was the 210 to the 5 to the 2 to the 110 to the 105 to the airport. By taking Fair Oaks through town directly to the 110 it was a lot easier. Maybe not shorter time-wise, but definitely easier for someone who's new to the area. I need to study the maps more. Learn the Freeways and their associated numbers, where they intersect, etc. I still have to figure out how to get to Joan's tomorrow...
Question of the Day: What's the most lost you've ever been?