Jef and I are (hopefully) one week shy of moving to our new place in Orange. I am very excited about this, especially considering that our air conditioner is no longer working and Santa Ana is the closest place to hell I’ve ever lived. Yes, even more so than Charles Village. I said that. Santa Ana is what hell would be like if it was built by the Waltons. The Walmart Waltons, not the TV Waltons, though that would also be hell but of a very different flavor.

I’ve been here almost a year and haven’t been lobotomized yet. I guess that is a measure of success. It is boring and expensive and right now pretty hot and unusually humid. So yeah, I do want to move eventually but we will be alright for a year or so. We have settled into a pattern here that is somewhat, not comfortable, maybe just stable is the right word. We are stable and that is good for now. I can deal.

I don’t want to seem like I always complain, but I guess I only get the urge to update this thing when I’m in a complainy mood and some change in occurring. So, I should mention the beautiful sunset I saw today on the way home, the sky was orange at the horizon and above the sun was shining off the clouds and it was golden, all mixed in with blue and orange and pearly white. It was beautiful. It was the first nice sunset I’ve noticed here, so maybe it is a sign. And I found a snowball stand, where they put softserve in the middle and fruit on top and the syrup is sweet and delicious. Fezzik is always a joy and manages to remind me to put things in perspective. I look in the mirror now and actually for the first time in my life think I look pretty six days out of seven. I’ve lost weight. Jef is a savior and keeps me sane and amused. I’m almost done with my psych classes and I’ll be getting As in both. I will start school in a month and it’s going to be interesting and hopefully will lead me to my life’s purpose. And I will have a garage for pottery making soon!

So yeah I guess things are much better than I think most of the time, and I just have to remind myself sometimes.