Sat down today and finished my resume, started an excel worksheet to keep track of all my job opportunities and then applied to two of those opportunities. Both of which are in the San Gabriel Valley. Feel pretty good about everything. I can’t believe how low paying so many jobs in LA are. Makes me wonder how anyone affords to live here. It seems the big giant secret is, if you want money you must stay in one place for a very long time and move up the ranks. I don’t really want life to be like that though. Reminds me that Jack Nicholson movie About Schmidt which is really depressing. I want to really live. However I was thinking about that sentiment today while I was watching Scott play and maybe we are all really living but none of us are very happy. Lets say I decide that I just cannot be happy until I jet off to India. Ok, exciting. The next few days fly by and I am having a wonderful time only to realize after a week I have yet to make many connections and I am lonely longing for home. Just like I did when I first moved to CA and like I still do every so often. I never realized how hard it is to create a completely new social circle, etc. It’s tough. Esp. when you are new to the surroundings, lingo, beach weather, blah, blah and blah. Oh well, an adventure is on the horizon for tomorrow and the love of my life sleeps in my bed every night. Life is not bad at all.
Meanwhile, a friend of mine is stuck in Paris due to the plume of smoke from Iceland. Lucky bastard.
