Just a forewarning, this blog will be like Family Guy, as in it will start in one direction and end in a way that makes you forget how it started because it didn’t really matter.
So, I live in California now and yes, it is a drag. It is hot, and spread out, and annoying. On the plus side, there is a pool in the middle of the apartment complex and apparently people in California are all “I’m so used to this weather that I don’t ever need to swim”, so basically no one is ever in there. Which is surprising to me, but I’d rather have all of the water to myself so keep being weird Californians.
Occasionally though, neighbors bring their kids to the pool. When this happens, I remember why I can’t stand other people’s kids. Of course, there are exceptions to this when occasionally a kid is just so bad ass you want to adopt them and take them home, but that is few and far between. Continue reading “Other People’s Little People AKA Kids Are Annoying”