Moving feels way more real today, because I had to tell my boss of what was happening, and so the gears turn towards looking into a transfer to a new location. It made my gut tickle in the shittiest way.
BUT LETS NOT START OFF ON A BAD NOTE, THAT'S STUPID.
Last night, I ventured to the lands of the South west kind of. About 20 minutes away, resided a humble tavern of sorts, housing arcade games and feel good food. And a bar.
To this discovery, I owe it to Mr. Cinnabons, a.k.a Tenebrae;
He was like WE SHOULD GO, and I was like, HOKAY
And so we went to The One Up, in Sherman Oaks
to the cover of the menu. I ordered mac n cheese, because I'm an adult, while he got mini corn doggies. And I also ordered the garlic, parmesan fries but.... they were burnt :(
It's okay though, because the mac n cheese and doggies were delicious! Once we satisfied our hunger, we made our way to the arcade machines, which were totally free and hosted a ton of old arcade games from the 80s and 90s. It was pretty dope. They also had a Mortal Kombat machine and a Street Fighter one (which was occupied the whole time, not surprisingly).
Mr. Cinnabons is a man of proper button mashing skills. He yields power to no button. I should just call him Cinnabuttons. Or Buttons. Whichever is less degrading. I guess I'll let him pick?
I'm so nice.
And I did horribly. My button mashing was sub par, and granted me little fortune in reaching advanced worlds. IT'S COOL THOUGH. PLACE IS DOPE
With the exception of cinder fries, I would return for their doggies and mac n cheese. and mustard aioli. and of course the arcade games. 10/10 WOULD BUTTON MASH AGAIN
Unfortunately I couldn't stay out too late because I opened this morning. So I split around 10, got home and passed out with the dread of coming in the next morning to discuss my moving with my boss.
She was really cool about it. She also probably doesn't mind much because she's going on maternity leave on the 1st (which is when I start school), so it wasn't as gut wrenching as I thought expressing this to her might be.
I gave her a timeline of March 1st, which I'm super pushing for if all goes well. I've already contacted a few places, and am only waiting to hear back from them.
Orange County doesn't seem so bad the more I think about it.
Disneyland will only be a few minutes away, Medieval Times is also nearby, so is Knottsberry Farm (of which I've never been to). And the Que Sera won't be so far either. With the exception of Wondercon being held at the LA convention center this year, cons shouldn't be too bad either. If I beg enough, perhaps people will let me sleep on their floor during con season xD.
My goal is Cypress, but I'm also looking at Buena Park.
And everyone I've told about this move to has responded so positively, like in the aspect that they either
1.) visit often or
2.) live there and to not hesitate to reach out to them--- which is a HUGE thing because I'm gonna feel like a lost puppy for a little bit.
Like, I'm familiar with some of Buena Park because I drive through there to get to school, but like... still. It's still a huge transition going from the Valley, which I've lived in for 8 years now, to Orange County. I'm sure I'll like it way more though. It's quiet, clean, and full of eye candy (WHAT)
And it's closer to my school, lol which is the main reason I've chosen to move there instead of settling here. So, I guess you could say that while this is going to be an insanely stressful month, in the end it should... be... better....
hopefully.
I don't know.
I hope it is. Getting my hopes up is dangerous. Especially with the car thing, things were going so well.. TOO well, it seems.
And a week from now I officially start my classes. I should probably pick up my text books, lol. Or maybe hold off. I've learned the hard way that sometimes the classes don't even require them, and it's just wasted money >_<. Thankfully, Amazon is dope and gives discounts to students for renting books. We'll see. This semester I'm taking math and another psych class. No more literature for me, nope nope nope. All I'll need after this is just one more math class and I can finally get into the program. Being closer to school should make the process significantly easier, because taking only 2 classes per semester because of commuting and work is fucking bullshit, lol. If I lived way closer I could've totally knocked everything out a lot sooner. Oh well. It is what it is. By 30, I should be done and on my way to becoming a professionaaaaallll, and getting my shit together for good. I like to think I have my shit together already, but this would make my life infinitely better.
I want my own place, damnit lol. I'm sick of roommates. I want cats, and a nice apartment, all to myself. And a Disney pass.
WHICH IS TOTALLY HAPPENING ONCE THIS MOVE IS DONE AND OVER WITH.
Turkey legs for dayyyyyssssssss
And I thought I was going to have to travel more to visit Little Tokyo, but it's literally the same amount of time to get there. SO I AIN'T EVEN MAD THOUGH :DDD
Rendondo Beach and I are gonna be besties.
What the fuck is all this optimism bullshit
No, I'm scared
I leave you with 3 of my favorite screenshots from Fallout 4
This is literally my desk
I HAVE THOSE BOWLS.
THEY'RE RED AND ABOUT 80% OF THE TIME HAVE NOODLES IN THEM.
If I had some right now, I'd take a photo.
This will be a thing for when we next meet, Internets.
Also like, it's gotten to a really bad point where mostly everything I see in real life just reminds me of Fallout.
like a random mattress in Burbank on the sidewalk.
Like, what do I do at this point
shit my rice is done








