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I'm in a big city again. Phew. A really big city. It's noisy at night, and brightly lit, and it has a thousand different neighborhoods and at least one CGL.* They say that people who live in big cities around the world have more in common with each other than with people in [...]

I am someone they search out--I know I am. They need me. They need me to know how horrible their lives are. They want me to hear every excruciating detail about their cars, their jobs, their girlfriends (I told her no marriage--I've been down that road before, but she just won't listen) and how [...]

Do not go to San Diego in search of solitude. Not that that's why I came here. I don't really know why I came here. But lets say you wanted to sit somewhere and quietly think about why you were there. Make sure you're not in San Diego when you feel like doing that. [...]

This is me ripping of a Slate article and pointing you directly to the source of those great Quiznos ads.

I've been in San Diego for a few days now, and I'm feeling pretty relaxed. No offence to the city, but I chose it because I was looking for some place kind of average where there wasn't too much to do-- just sun, water and a lot of good pavement for skating on. [...]