Denver Bound?

Last month when I originally plotted out this post, I was seriously considering moving to Denver in May. I was wildly unhappy here (still not great, but I think we can remove the "wild" now), and the rent there is outrageously cheap! We're talking 850 for a one bedroom with fireplace, private deck, and utilities included within walking distance of my favourite bookstore for 850/mo. What the eff, right? Why would I ever stay in dirty, smelly, doesn't-appreciate-me-anyway Los Angeles?

"THE COLD, THE COLD!" you yell, if you know me at all. "You'll hate the cold and be miserable in Denver." Well, yes. And no. I do hate the cold. I hate it with a passion usually reserved for religious fundamentalists and puppy killers. Drop the temperature below 60 and my mood plummets with it. But I might make an exception for Denver because I love snow. And Denver is one of those places where it actually snows decently when it gets cold, thus offering winter some sort of redemption. Plus, I was moving there in May, remember? At least 3 or 4 months before the cold weather sets in.

Everything else about Denver is great, too. It's fairly cosmopolitan, certainly as much as I need in a city. It's pretty and clean and nature-filled. There's lots of awesome hiking and SNOWBOARDING in the winter. YAY!

What it lacks is a strong media industry. But it's so freakin' cheap, I could be a barista and pay all my bills. Who needs to pursue their career passion when they can snowboard every day in the winter and have a fireplace in their house and breathe clean air?

But when it came right down to it, I really do love Los Angeles. I hear a lot of my friends complain and say they would leave if they could do their work elsewhere, and I just don't understand. Despite the crippling personal and professional year I've had, I still love L.A.

It's truly an amazing city. All the things I hate about it I simultaneously love (except traffic). Even the rampant elitism and legions of unleashed socialites can be endearing if I'm in the right mood. I like living in Hollywood (where I just signed a lease, putting off Denver for at least another year); the grime and grit make me feel a bit more authentic. Yeah, I'm strolling on the renowned Walk of Fame to get to the farmer's market. I know it's touristy, but on the other hand, there's a homeless guy with no legs over there polishing one of the stars. It ain't all glitz and glamour, ok? But the juxtaposition (5 points for using that in a sentence) of those two elements, the glamour and dreams versus the dirt and heartbreak are what attract me to the city and inspire me every day. Seriously, confine me to the Westside (sanitized places like Beverly Hills, etc) and I'd split inside of two months.

And don't get me started on the number and variety of concerts that play here every day!...Seriously, that would take forever to fully discuss. Let's just say I go to about 3-4 shows a months, from indie to Radiohead at the Hollywood Bowl and, as far as I can tell, besides New York, no other city in the country can offer that to me.

On balance, I'd say I'm pretty happy to be staying. Denver is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there. Not yet, anyway.

Fortune-less Friday

Forgot to charge the iPod for the last few days. It finally quit last night on my way home from work. So today will be devoid of any fortune-telling. Apologies.

Most important thing that's happened so far today: My friend is selling his tickets to the Leonard Cohen concert tonight. Might be going with my friend Lightning; possible EPIC concert on the horizon!

HA!

So, Script Frenzy. I'm supposed to have 24 pages by the time I go to sleep tonight. Know how many I have? That's right! As of 11 AM, none. Zero, zip, nada, nothing at all.

Go me.

Overheard

At work, woman on phone with client: "That's great, hon, but I really do have to pee. I'll call you later today."

Fortune Friday

These were the songs that played on my iPod on the way to work this morning.

Keep It Amazed - French Kicks
Banquet - Bloc Party
You and Whose Army? - Radiohead
The Bunker - Beirut
What World - Human Highway
Sleepwalking - Ben Lee
Where is My Mind? - The Pixies
Subterranean Homesick Alien - Radiohead
How to Disappear Completely - Radiohead

It looks like I'll have an awesome, somewhat apocalyptic weekend. Which is strangely fitting, as that's what my new screenplay's about.

I'm doing something called Script Frenzy which is writing a 100 page screenplay in the month of April. I just jettisoned my original 5 pages, so I need to get about 10 done today to keep up.

Eerily enough, it seems like my iPod knows what's going down.