> Got up at 3 in the afternoon. Chatted with my housemate -- decided to share
> the phone, got new mailbox key.
> Drove around Irvine/SantaAna, just to get the feel for things. Very
> depressing after boston -- I discounted how much I miss urban texture of
> Cambr/Old Pas. Ironic.
For those of you that don't know the area, UCI is located on the outskirts
of Orange County, which is on the outskirts of L.A. This area is mostly ALL
industrial and the famous El Toro marine base is located in the area.
> Everything here closes on Sundays. What's open closes by eleven. Can't walk
> anywhere: there's even a 1-mile wetland buffer ring around the campus.
see above. Next time RoRo head to Laguna Beach, just over the hill.
> Worst is that, though, when I did head out, to see the malls and theaters
> and restaurants, is how Beautiful people are out here. Without any pressing
> Mission, everyone just dresses up for errands. Entire malls of nothing but
> BPs. It's not like I'm drooling over the beach babes, though; it's more
> that I see none of my kind on the streets. Even the 'punks' are earnest
> braces-wielding sunny kids.
Rohit, I have never seen your kind anywhere in the world. You are one of a
> Reading the 'OC Weekly', the local alterna-paper. Cover on the
> oh-so-subversive drive for a new NFL studio and christian ska bands.
> Evangelical rock is the best the land of the 'anti-mall' can do -- how
OC makes no bones about being a white suburbia. Deal with it.
> Anyway, returning to the gutter, even without considering the intellectual
> depth of the place, is how disconcerting public sun, happiness, and
> sexiness can be to even a mildly-adapted Easterner.
Sorry we feature sun, happiness, and sexiness. Please stay out of HB. We
feature all of the above with a strong desire to party like it's 1999.
> Well, I thought I had more to say about the disconcerting lack of Purpose
> around here, but no, I'll stop now. It's not like there's any false
> advertising going on -- nothing south of the Orange Curtain pretends to
> bend your mind.
Clearly your mind was bent by the events you describe. It's just to
insidious for you to notice.
The eyes are the whores of the senses, they'll go to anything. Keith Richards
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