Ah, humidity, my long lost friend.

Well, the flight from Vegas to Tampa was pretty good. While waiting at my gate in Vegas, I sat next to Hulk Hogan. Yes, Mr. WWF himself. or whatever wrestling chapter he was...Anyway, he sat in 1st class, so no shinanigans to witness or report, as I was in coach. Sorry folks. Please move on...

Ah, and I forgot about how it's like 94% humidity out here. Yeeesh! I haven't experienced that since Jersey. I suppose mosquitos will now be in order. I just love those cute little bugs, really. Though I must say I do enjoy the air-conditioned hotel room I'm currently posting from. Ahhhhhh...lovely.

Well, that was the excitement for today. What's next? Probably a post about the giant monstrosity I will witness tomorrow, called a cruiseship....

Leaving LA? Could it be?!?!?!

Yes, the jersey girl is leaving the city of lost souls-I mean, Angels. I thought that I would be absolutely ecstatic that I'm leaving this crazy place with smog, traffic, curse of the fake people and celebrities in your daily sightings. But, as I spend my last night here, I find this tense feeling in my gut, like I'll actually miss it....

Sure, I won't miss the traffic. Sure, I won't miss the fake people, celebrities or smog. But alot of things happened out here. I laid my mom to rest; I graduated the last bit of schooling I'll ever do; I made some of the awesomest and most coolest friends ever out here. That, will be hard to shake. :O) Oh, and I almost forgot--AMOEBA! Amoeba Music, the ultimate musician's temple...(For those who aren't out here, it's the most amazing place where you can get anything from classical to electronic trance, on vinyl, CD or some cassettes!)

So, dear LA, I say goodbye. I'm leaving you. I can no longer handle your drama--this relationship is over! I'm running off with your close relative, Las Vegas. I'm sure it'll be so much better there. Lots of shiny happy people, who don't smoke and ALL eat strictly vegetarian diets.