LA Chronicles 10.5

My belongings FINALLY arrived. I was actually able to sleep in my own bed last night, which is the most comfortable bed ever. Don’t believe me come find out. I have a place full of boxes but the important stuff is unboxed like my matchbox car collection, President Shaped Playdough, and edible checker set. The place is growing on me as it wasn’t quite what I thought it would be when I first saw it. The bathroom is smedium at best. I have no central A/C but instead an AC Unit in the master but its one of those industrial units that runs on diesel. The living room/dining room/storage/work-out area is spacious even with a ton of boxes and trash filling the room. My bedroom is also a good size for those nights when you need a running start. I have a lot of windows which allows a lot of sun into the place which wouldn’t mean much to you if you live in Cincinnati right now. But out here the sun comes out every day and never calls in sick.

The biggest issue now is I’m waiting on cable and internet. You’d be surprised how not being connected can alter your life. For instance, you get to work at 8am and don’t leave until 8pm. Also – you spend a lot of time on the phone which has led to my next issue. I’m approximately $24.50 over my monthly minutes this month and it doesn’t start over until Friday at 9pm PST. The problem is partially due to the fact that I assumed my nights now started at 6pm since it was based on me having a Cincy number…not quite the case. T-Mobile is smarter than I had anticipated. They know I moved to LA even though I didn’t invite them to my going away party.

In unrelated news, I saw a video for Rich Boy (I know creative genius with the names, guess all the good ones are gone) online today and it started with the obligatory “rapper starting their day off” scene where he sits on the end of the bed full clothed and slides his chain(s) on. Number of chains depends on number of videos previously made. As you can guess, Rich Boy had AN chain. The video left a lot to be desired in terms of entertainment but then it made me wonder how would the music video of my life go down. (Don’t ask, I don’t have cable so my mind wanders) Luckily it’d be very similar to the Dr. Dre video “Nuthin but a G Thang” minus the impalas with switches, guy on the stoop, Snoop Dogg, blurred out apparel, volleyball game where young woman loses her top, pistol toting grill guy, Warren G, party where everyone does the same dance, refrigerator full of 40s, and Mariah Carey look alike that gets 40 shower. Basically it would be shot in California.

And with that I’m handing out Chronic Albums:
ME – She wanted a shout out so I hooked her up even though she didn’t do anything to deserve it. Are you related to Rich Boy?
SK- Your life…shout out worthy…I would shout out DG but he doesn’t even have time in his life to read these…
UM – For being my built in Mobile Mapquest/Google Maps…
KM – For the laughs at Day Day…

M. aka “Homel Essnomo”