i'm hiding in my father's study, quickly checking email messages and scribbling this blog. my holiday thus far in los angeles:
1. my sister's kids are driving me insane. ok, they're adorable, but fighting with a 4-year old over my walkman and arguing why the shins are better than 'jingle bell rock' is, frankly, undignified.
2. haven't had a serious cocktail since i landed. i'm shaking from the lack of scotch, gin or vodka in this god-forsaken land.
3. neither have i had a cigarette. still shaking.
4. it's 74 degrees here.
5. we had a 6.5 earthquake yesterday.
i'll stop there before i burst into tears. what next?? mudslides? brush fires? the pacific ocean turning to blood?