baby, it's C-C-C-CO-C-C-C-C-C - *lips freeze in O position*

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best description of how cold it's been out here the past two days? by this guy.

*packs stuff up and moves to san diego, stat. when it warms up in late february/early march, then i'll head back to the bay area, but i think i need a winter where i can go to the beach every day. when it's warm out, i don't get sick. :P*

yes, i know arnie is fucking up my home state. but i still love it more than just about any other place on earth. i miss cool foggy mornings in the forest. i miss the insane variety of authentic food from all over the globe available there, and especially for how cheap i could get it. i miss acwlpfb. i want adobo, lumpia, pancit, and ensemadas. i miss my sea otters, and dungeness crab. i miss kayaking down the gualala river, and hiking in yosemite. i want to road trip california again, maybe as soon again as next year, so that i can keep it from slipping away into mere memory. i miss fresh fruit and vegetables available year-round - every time i go to star market here, i pick through the fruit/veggie baskets and i mourn. (and then i scurry the other direction over to bread and circus and bring home all the point reyes cheeses.) at stop-n-shop the other night, i was trying to find a couple of pears. they had three kinds there, and i picked up every single pear to test to see how ripe it was. and every. single. pear. was hard as a rock.

(and dammit, i want an in-n-out burger for christmas. i'd settle for one from dick's, though.)