On my way home
I've had it with LA. I'm leaving. I just can't take the pressure any more.
OK, well, it is true that I am leaving, but only for the weekend. I'm going home because my grandma is hosting a Halloween party this weekend. Her Halloween parties are always great fun, so I am looking forward to the party.
An update on my job: The thing I like least about my job is the commute. I have to travel 17.55 miles each way. While this distance wouldn't be too bad, the traffic in LA makes it almost unbearable at times. It isn't uncommon for me to spent at least 60 minutes driving to work every morning. Unfortunately, I have to take the I-405 every morning, which is notorious for being one of the world's busiest freeways. Despite the fact that it is 6 lanes wide just southbound, my average speed on the 405 is probably about 15 miles per hour, which isn't very good. Driving home is really unpredictable. Some nights the road is really open and other nights it's bumper to bumper traffic. Because there are just so many people out here, it is almost impossible to predict traffic patterns accurately.
Well, it's time for me to get to bed. I've got to be on an 8:15 a.m. flight in the morning, so I need to get some rest before that. See you on the flip side...