I'm Moving! And Other Interesting News!

That's right bitches! I'm relocating! But not to awesome super cool have fun Hollywood like I'd wanted, mostly because I'm too poor to. And I have no one to live with, so my poor ass has to make rent alone. But oh well. Instead I am moving to not fun super boring kinda hot mostly empty Calabasas, CA. Does that sound familiar? It should. The Kardashians live there too. So with my move it should up the population to a whopping eight.

I'll be shipping up and shipping out in mid January, and I couldn't be more excited to get away from this hellhole apt. Plus the new apt has a washer/dryer in it so no more of this washing clothes twice a month to save time and money. Booyah!

And in other interesting news, my bf sent me my old drafts and copies of White Rice! Which means we can be in business pretty soon with this stuff! V and I worked ourselves up into a frenzy talking about it. There're no plans for the mag yet, but a launch party with beer and crackers is in the works!

Also, I'm going back to Atlanta in two weeks so expect fun tales and some not so live blogging! AND...I JUST BOUGHT...

SPICE GIRLS GREATEST HITS!!!!

It's so awesome! I can't believe I a) got it used for only 7.99 and b) remember all the words almost a decade later! This is why school should focus more on what you do retain than what you don't. The outcome of the Crimean War? I dunno. The words to "Spice Up Your Life?" Got 'em!

Deuces,
Erika

What You've All Been Waiting For...

So I think the craze wildfires have finally died down. But rewind two days ago, and shit was up in arms. People were being evacuated over in Porter Ranch, which is only like 20 minutes from my apt, classes were canceled for the whole day, and apparently, you could see the fire from the building windows. But I didn't look, because I don't find natural disasters entertaining, obvi.

Tuesday, school was back in sesh, but in Sun Valley (where I volunteer at the elementary school), the lil ones had indoor recess and the air smelled like one big barbecue. Oh, and did I mention how the winds got up to 70 mph? Try riding your bike to that. It's um, hard.

But you don't care about my bicicular woes! You care about these uber serious, journalist style photos I took on Monday:


Okay, I confess. I took the above picture because the smoke cloud was shaped like a penis. Do you see it? I'm the only one apparently. When I tell people about it they simply reply, "You need to get laid." Ah.

The whole thing was pretty epic and kind of scary, espesh since I had to hear about this wildfire from a kid on a skateboard. I watched the news at work and the pictures on KTLA were intense as fuck. Some people were literally right next to the fire. I think the final stats are 2 people dead. Which could be worse, but is still very sad. Damn Santa Ana winds. All the lil refugee pets are at various shelters, which is good to hear because apparently people like to leave pets behind when they evacuate places. But um, all's well that ends well?

Deuces,
Erika