Wanted to write this before I forgot to do anything. The drive down to San Diego went great. Not to much traffic so it took a little less than 9 hours. That’s a fucking miracle unless you drive at night.

So now I have finally seen my new place and got my room. It’s a little smaller than my old bed room but I want to take over the small room across the hall as my office and studio. It will be nice not having a desktop computer in the same room as I sleep in for the first time in what seems like forever. Just a room to relax in and be able to sleep with no annoyances. Will have to get media streaming to the iPad to go to sleep to though.

I am very surprised with Daffy already she knows where home is and likes running around the small yard and deck we have. I’m sure she will take some time to adjust but now she knows I wasn’t going to leave here with all the packing I was doing.

I’m living in Logan Heights, very close to Techno Mania Circus. Took Daffy out for about an hour and halfnwalk through the neighborhood and didn’t see too many gang signs. Just some for the crips and some gang called the assassins. I felt safe when I was sleeping in a giant UFO in a front yard in this neighborhood and now I have a fenced in area that would be a bitch to climb over.

All in all it seems like this was definitely the right move for me. I already feel better? I love that this place reminds me of the ware house I used to live in a few years back in San Francisco it has a nice feel to it. If all goes well I’ll be able to post this as soon as I can find some free wifi.

And here we go to see if this was a bad or great idea.

I’m making some pretty big life changes right now.  I’ve realized that I have quite a few problems yet again and I need to get them sorted out before I do something really fucking stupid.  I’m sure it would be epic stupidity considering how I feel right now.

Right now I feel as I did before I move out west from Washington DC.  That is just being pure miserable, annoyed at everything and just all around depressed.  All of these things lead to me being self destructive and it just gets worse as time goes on.  I started thinking about this several months ago.  I’ve been seeing a doctor for personal reasons to try to get some of my problems sorted out and haven’t really been able to find the right solution to the issue at hand.

While it may sound crazy but San Diego is going to become what San Francisco was supposed to become.  This is my new Mecca.  Where things can change for me.  Obviously that failed the first time around but I fell into some pretty shitty situations once I got here.  Those just compounded onto the partying and one thing lead to another to where I’m at now.

Very recently things just fell into place almost perfectly for me.  A clown friend, from when I lived in the ware house, moved back to San Diego from Tennessee and needed a place.  I need to clear my head and change how I actually live my life.  Living with him is always awesome and good times.  We mesh very well on a lot of topics.  So I made a list of reasons why this is what I need to get my head straightened out and my body sobered up.

• More out doors
• Performing again
• Having a garden
• Hunting
• Hiking
• Camping
• Being able to do more DIY projects
• Warmer weather

These are really just the basics.  I said to someone the other day while dealing with all of this that “I need to put the farm back in the boy.”  Yes I always claim to be white trash and I did grow up on farms.  Getting back down to some basics, but still having the urban environment that I crave, will be exactly what needs to be ordered and served.  The only person who can do this is me.

It’s going to be weird like when I moved here that I won’t have Internet access at home.  I think this is a wonderful thing as it will make me start to do more, motivate me to stop wasting so much time.  I’m sure my phone will go off with meebo and texts and phone calls, but that’s easy enough to leave in my bedroom while I work outside.  I can also take my iPad with me to get a cup of coffee in the mornings and get my news that way.  Just like I did on my first major move in my life.

I could have always gone back home to Virginia but why would I move backwards?  I know I could rely on my sister to give me a hand, a couch to crash on, or even food.  That’s just not how I am though I need to continue to move forward.  I need to achieve my life’s goals and I need to do it while I’m happy not pissed off all the time.

Edit from Jan 2012:  This failed horribly.  Lessons have been learned.