You know you're in LA when it's mid-December, it's 80 degrees out, it's snowing fake snow on Hollywood Blvd, and you get stopped at a road block on your way home from work because they're shooting a chase scene on the road you live on. There are days when I truly love this city. It's definitely a ghost town around here though. Traffic has been non-existant all week and work has been dead. It'll be good to see people back in Atlanta, but I still sorta wish I was staying here. I like the warm weather and it's kinda cool basically having the town to myself. I also hate having to leave my dog for a week. Oh well. Family duty and all that jazz. I usually hate this time of year, but aside from a few bad days, December hasn't been so bad this time around. Must be all the sun. My brain doesn't know when or where it is... stop laughing... ok, maybe you're right... that's the case with my brain a lot of the time :)
"When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know." -- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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