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Every day, I think about my blog. I’m doing such fun interesting stuff but as it is our first-week anniversary of moving into the apartment (yesterday!), we have yet to hook up the internet at home. Or get a phone. Or get a car (which isn’t so bad – the bus and Metro quite rule AND we have our bikes!). I’m confined to the LA public library’s Buena Vista branch 15-minute Email Express (exotic, non?) until further notice.

I have gathered in my brain all these little hot pockets of bloggable goodness but the 15 minute countdown at the corner of my screen makes me nervous to hash it all out right here right now. Oh, and still no photos: I honestly haven’t taken many! What am I supposed to photograph? A palm tree? The Hollywood sign? The ocean? LA is so recognizeable that I figure you can all just Google it yourselves. I’ve seen it, so, just imagine me in those photos. Voila! The H-sign is pretty neat from a nearby hike up Mount Hollywood and at first experience, the wasteland of Sunset Blvd. is a giant turnoff but now Hollywood is one of my fave ‘hoods because the urbane-ness reminds me of Toronto.

Oh, and every girl between the age of 17-25 (if you are older than this and doing it too, I feel sorry for you) looks like Lauren Conrad.

Last week, while unpacking, I opened a box full of kitchen stuff. I found a bag of medjool dates and sat down to eat a few: a much needed and delicious break. I got to thinking about how these dates had probably been grown in California, and had been shipped out to grocery stores across North America. And here I was, in South Cali, eating them right out of a box that had been packed up and shipped back to the dates’ originating locale. The carbon footprint of these dates is immense! I felt bad, but have been slowly discovering since moving here that almost everything I eat is grown in California. In fact, I scoff at something that comes from Nevada (agave, in case you were wondering what produce could possibly come from Nevada) or Mexico. Locavorism is just a natural part of existence here, and it’s great. You don’t even have to try!