Well, after a week of hectic packing, dealing with Uhaul truck rental, learning to drive a truck, gun-barreling through the desert with crazy weather, dealing with LA/Riverside traffic, and unpacking shit (requiring creativity to lift stuff 2 stories), I am now a Californian — the great Satan himself. Moving sucks, feeling exhausted, but I’m proud of the accomplishment.
Minor whitepill, but California is way less pozzed than outsiders/A&N regulars would think. Less than half of everybody wears masks, most businesses are mask-optional, radio adds saying to recall Gov. Gruesome, and I even saw a few “Biden Sucks! Trump 2024” flags. The crazies exist and are entirely in the state government, but there are normal (even based) people still here. Maybe there is hope for this damn state…