Oh joy – I spent all day apartment hunting. Some of the apartments out here in Los Angeles SUCK. Some of the neighborhoods are so lousy that I just wouldn’t feel safe leaving my car parked there overnight. One of the places I saw allegedly had a “sparking pool.” As it turned out, the pool only sparkled because someone had dumped an industrial-sized bottle of glitter into the water. Seriously, the complex was pretty run down and it was in a bad neighborhood.
After realizing that it was pretty hard to just drive around and find places to live (Los Angeles is huge and there are so many side streets I could never cover them all), I elected to sign up for a service called WestsideRentals.com that lists lots of different rentals in various areas. While the valley isn’t quite as much fun as living in Hollywood or on the west side, it is much cheaper to live in the valley, so I focused mainly there.
Basically, today was a bust. I actually saw quite a few different places, but they were either not very nice, too expensive, too far away, or a combination of those things. Let’s hope tomorrow is a little better.
But the day wasn’t all bad. K.C. told me that he was going out with some other friends to celebrate Tiffany’s birthday. I said I’d go along. As it turned out, besides K.C., the only person I had already met was McKenzie. All of the others were people from K.C.’s ward. We ate at a place called the Claim Jumper, though if you’re familiar with the one in Park City, this one isn’t the same. After dinner, a few of us went out to this Karoke bar called Dimples in Burbank. All around, it was a pretty good night.
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