So so cold

And so so fucking stubborn. It's the middle of October, so it shouldn't come as a surprise that it's cold. Only problem is, I don't know how to turn the heat on in my apartment. I've never lived somewhere that required heat.

Have you heard of this magical land called Southern California? It's always 70-something. Always. I don't do "seasons."

Another thing about Southern California? It's new. It comes with new-fangled inventions like thermostats. The apartment I'm in now doesn't even have grounded electricity so you can forget about heat. There are radiators in the main rooms, but the knob/gas thing worries me.

I could always ask for help, but where's the fun in that?

Considering It.

"I take phone numbers, too."
-Homeless guy in San Diego after I gave him change.

"Will you marry me?"
"Have you given any more thought to being my wife?"
-Homeless man in San Francisco.

These Nor Cal boys get straight to the point. I like it.