Job time

One of the things I noticed in Phoenix was all the palm trees. I would have never thought you would find so many in the middle of a desert. It kind of gives the feel of an oasis. It reminds me of southern CA, where I am pretty certain half the population of Phoenix moved from. So that would explain it.
Phoenix where all the cool laid back Californian's moved to. Idaho always got the rich assholes from California moving to Sun Valley. Of course my family moved their from California so what does that say? Ha ha at least we didn't move to Sun Valley though.

So I have a seasonal job at B&N which has got me starting to read a lot more, which is always a good thing. My latest trend (yes, I pick books in trends. Don't judge me) has been gothic literature. started off with Dracula, which I have to say is one of the best books I have read in awhile. The author chose to write the book from the perspective of different people's journals. And the writing style for all of them is very distinct. If you haven't read it I highly recommend it, especially if you're part of all this crazy nonsense about the vampires that was inspired by Twilight. After that I read Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. Decent but nothing really spectacular.
Then I just finished Frankenstein... it's a pretty good book for being the authors first work. Has a few flaws if you really think it through but it's very entertaining. One thing I don't get though is that he always seems to go into a coma whenever something drastic happens. Were people that mentally fragile back then? Or was the author just trying to dramatize how difficult it must have been for him? I don't get it either way.

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So I've never done a blog before... should be kinda interesting. I've kept journals off and on, but not very consistently. Journals are usually boring to read anyways.







So anyways, this blog is going to be about my first year in Phoenix, AZ. I just moved here a couple months ago from a very small town in Idaho. And yes, moving to a big city is somewhat of a culture shock. Not a huge one, but a little one.
Going from a town with a few stoplights, to a city with more stoplights than all of Idaho combined, is kinda crazy. Ok so that might have been a slightly over exaggerated guess, but now that I'm thinking about it... it could very well be true.

2 things I miss about being in Idaho (besides the obvious one of missing my family)
1. Snow. I know most people hate it, and the cold, and the ice. But I miss it like you wouldn't believe. I love it, every time. It's basically to justify pulling on some big boots, a furry coat, and long warm scarf. Maybe even a crazy hat too. You try that here and people look at you like your nuts. So for now, byebye to cute little pea coats and wooly knitted scarves. I will be back some day to visit.
2. Coffee. Not just ANY coffee, I can always go across the street to Starbucks for that. But I miss having a favorite coffee shop (boo hoo I know my life is really rough). Some place to go and just relax, do some homework, meet up with friends, have another cup of the coffee that is amazing every time. And how are you supposed to find a place like that? Google coffee shops and visit each one? Stoooopid. So I just go to Starbucks instead. Sad.