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I'm in La Jolla, California, which for those of you unfortunates who have never been here and therefore most likely don't know, is part of San Diego. It has a great beach, as well. It's actually only 10 PM here, but I'll stay on NJ time in order to be less confusing. (This time, however, I have changed my watch, so no subtracting should be necessary for me.) I got here on Saturday afternoon, and Dad just got the internet working after a visit with the cable guy. And after the washing machine decided to empty rinse-water onto the floor instead of into a groundpipe! Good thing this overly colorful house is chock-full of towels and everything else! (I don't really have anything against color, and perhaps I was asking for it since I used to complain about my mom's consistent choice of white or one-shade-away-from-white for walls, but it sucks that it seems to be every color except blue, everywhere.) But I've been swimming in the nice warm pool, I've been to the beach in the early morning although I have yet to swim in the ocean...so I really feel like I'm in La Jolla now.
On another note, one of my prefrosh (who is on AIM with me a lot) wants to meet me tomorrow, and she has a car--that should be fun! I so rarely have actual friends or even acquaintances here.