Dealing with idiots,

I went to bed irritated last night and got horrible sleep. I'm surprised at the fact that I can still be affected by petty opinions from the peanut gallery while two and a half hours away. The horrible thing, really, is that it's from the most manipulative ... well one of the most manipulative people I've met. The one person with the most contrived and overly narcissistic opinions. Who's reduced two of my closest friends to shells of their former self. Getting her way and STILL complaining about it.

I still remember all the whining you did at Carlos'. Right before his mom would cook you a meal or do your laundry. Oh, and did you get a job yet, or are you still entertaining the idea that you'll never have to work because, "Y'know, like, jobs are like, y'know, for suckers. Why, like, would I want to, like, y'know, join that machine, like?" I still really miss who Ian used to be. I know I'm not the only one. Bitch.

ANYWAY

San Diego's amazing! Woke up this morning to a misty grey sky and the faint smell of rain. The more I'm here, the more I'm getting used to and appreciating what this town has to offer.

Saw the local band the Creepy Creeps, (surfy, psychobilly,) and totally lost it. Amazing night. The bar is about the size of a living room and I'm pretty sure they were over max capacity. Sweat was pouring everywhere. There was a mist from the body heat. The only relief was someone spilling their beer onto your shirt. Beautiful night.