My sleeping schedule is even more fucked up than it normally is, thanks to these goddamn wings.

So I've all but abandoned plans to move to San Diego. A couple of things: a) no certain employment b) housing market ripe for collapse. Instead, I'm opting to find a place in Santa Monica that I can share with my brother. It'll be good for both of us, I think, providing me with an exciting change of pace to regain my joie de vivre. And it'll be good for him to not have to deal with leases and what not. I'm actually eyeing Playa Vista, a neighborhood I've always liked that was recently allowed to continue developing its Village at Playa Vista plan, which is basically the developers' attempt to create a neighborhood where none previously existed.

Keep in mind that it's that close to the Fox Hills mall, in case anyone felt like getting shot.