I’m so sad I missed the party. The Cubbies are playing the Braves in the first round of the playoffs, so I think I’m going to have to reapply the voodoo curse I put on the Braves when they passed me over for a job at the beginning of the season (which was so effective ...

Either my watch accidentally got thrown out, or the only time I’m going to find it is about five seconds after I get home from buying a new one, because I’ve looked everywhere in this little apartment, and I cannot fucking find the damn thing. And to answer the obvious question a couple of people ...

Searching for jobs via computer is a lot more fucking difficult when your computer crashes at least 5 times a day.

So I’ve been wasting a lot of time over the last couple of days, mostly because of a complete lack of desire to face the reality I’ve selected for myself: jobless, in way, way over my head, 2,000 or more miles from 99% of my friends, and living alone. So because of this, I’ve found ...

There are many quirky things about Los Angeles, but one of the odder ones is that about 2/3 of the apartments out here don’t come with a refrigerator. There isn’t really much of an explanation of this, other than the cheapness that seems to be inborn in landlords. I’ve heard half a dozen theories, everything ...

Well, I finally managed to get an apartment. I am now a resident of Venice, California. Which, according to an article Coop sent me, is “America’s smorgasbord of the rationally challenged.” I should fit right in. Actually, I’m technically a resident of the City of Los Angeles, but for some reason the mailing addresses in ...

You can’t get a job in LA until you have some sort of permanent address or at least phone number here. But you can’t get an apartment without a full-time job. Not even with a cosigner. The runaround: “No apartment? No job!” “No job? No apartment!” I want to kill someone.

So, the Final Leg of my Great American Roadtrip: San Francisco and the Pacific Coast Highway. Alcatraz When I told Katy I was coming to San Fransico, she said if you don’t mind touristy things, we should go to Alcatraz. I said, no, I don’t mind touristy things as long as they don’t suck. The ...

I have arrived in Los Angeles, and have begun my mooching off of Nate and Liz. Hopefully, said mooching will end very, very quickly. I will be out looking for a place for the next few days, so please forgive me if I don’t get around to posting much. Oh, and all times on here ...

A bit more about where I’ve been for the past few days. 50 At 11:15am mountain time on the 28th of August, I officially checked off my 50th state when I drove across the Snake river from Idaho into Oregon. Thought that ought to be noted. Mt. Hood As I approached Portland, it occured to ...