Blindsided

3 weeks in.
Livin' the dream.
The pace of LA is unreal. I've been here before, countless times to visit and such, but living here is a whole different beast. I do love it and I love how busy it is, but I now understand just how important it is for you to literally stop and smell the roses the Mexican man is selling on the street corner.
I've been thinking more and more of stand up lately, and that's definitely a sign I need to get my ass up there and do it, but it's terrifying. That's one excuse. And who knows if I'll be any good, I could, and probably will, completely suck. There's another excuse. I am getting sick of giving myself excuses about this, or anything really. It's about time I grab my own life by the balls.
I am starting to get out of the house more, which is absolutely fabulous. There is a dog in approximately apartment 304, one up and to the left of us, that is a talker. She won't shut up. Every morning from about 9 a.m to about 12 p.m she howls, groans, moans, gurgles and every other sound you can think of that isn't a loud bark. She has massive separation anxiety, I'm only assuming. She sounds like the baby T-Rex in Jarassic Park 2 when they are driving it around the city trying to coral the mamma T-Rex. NERD. ALERT.
Riding my bike here is great, most of the time. Then you hit a series of red lights or stop signs, because they are every where, and you start to hate why you went for a ride in the first place. Speaking of bikes, I have to get mine tuned up. She's on her last leg for sure, but she's being a beaut about it all. The tires are dried, cracked and worn, her rims are warped, the breaks make an AWFUL sound when I pull back on them and the gears and chain need to be greased up hard core, but she's surviving. I can't commit to fixing her up for atleast a month because of money, as always.
Speaking of money, Chipotle is truly awesome. If anyone has a chance to work there, do it. It really is a lot of fun and it's always busy, which is so great. Not to mention you get tips, and making $7 in a four hour shift doesn't sound like a lot to the average person, but it's definitely helping me out. It's so simple to work there too, there's no drama, the food is fantastic and everyone wants to help you out. Maybe it's cause I'm new too, but it's nice when everyone works together. VIEWPOINTS!
It's amazing how much you learn about yourself when you're not around people or doing something constantly. I've been thinking a lot lately and I've come to notice that I am an entertainer. I like to entertain people, make them happy and have them enjoy themselves and their time when they are around me. I also love learning about people. I'm relatively shy when I would meet new people, especially in a small group setting with one mutual friend, but that's changing. NOTE: If my friends read that right now they would berate me into submission because I am the last person in our group to be 'shy,' but coming into a brand new city where you literally see the same person you know, whom you live with, everyday, you start to lose a little of that confidence about being yourself around strangers. The other night I met a couple people through a friend and I was surprised at how smooth it went, especially how many questions I asked. I love asking people about themselves; where they're from, what they do, what they did on their 8th birthday. That shit FASCINATES me. That's why acting is for me, because I truly love people.
I need a haircut. BAD. I trimmed it myself and it looks acceptable, but the back is getting mullet-esque again. More money to be spent...
3 weeks have passed and it feels as if I have been here for 6 months. Whether that is good or bad, I have no idea, but that is just how fast the city works here. Constantly moving, shifting, changing. I'm letting myself settle in the chaos so I know what to do the second it relaxes for five minutes.

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