We had an office 'Happy Hour' last night. Probably our last in gorgeous Beverly Hills since we are moving to Marina Del Rey. Next week, it'll be one year since I moved to Los Angeles and a close colleague is leaving the company. Oh yes, despite the taunts, my Margarita stayed virgin!
Severals years from now, I'll probably look back longingly at my current utopian existence. Where else will you get theaters which are worth visiting themselves, 'bay watch' in five minutes and the fun of seeing the streets and the restaurants you lunch everyday being clicked hysterically by tourists. And add to this, good friends from UCLA and book stores all around, its an experience!
If you happen to come here, stay within the splendid environs of Westwood, Beverly Hills, Santa Monica and Malibu. Don't even bother to venture into other parts of the city. Its hell, plain and simple. And if you didn't know already, we are the specimens in the lab for climate change and global warming. It hasn't rained for ever, but snowed in Santa Monica and the Hollywood sign was on fire!
I know, people have to move on in their careers. But still, I'll miss this colleague for the damn serious foosball, arguments about everything in the history books, collective M$ bashing, Harry Potter discussions and the tryst with rifle shooting. No more 'Dobroye utro', hmm...
And speaking of Harry Potter, saw Order of the Phoenix yesterday. I can only say that the theater was good! But then if you have read the books several times, its hard to satisfy you. Come Friday night, I'll be queuing at Borders for the Deathly Hallows. What about you?
ps: Beckham is in the neighborhood. Boys beware!!