I watched the pilot episode of Angel last night and there’s a scene where he goes into a coffee shop to help a damsel in distress. The coffee shop he visits is the same one I used to work in Redondo Beach.
Its stuff like that that makes me miss LA.
Not the work. Lord working in a coffee shop sucked. I just like how TV just crosses your normal path every day in LA. That rarely happens here.
I would listen to this song every night after closing that coffeeshop at 1am. Yeah cleaning bathrooms at midnight makes you realize you really need to do something with your life.
Oh we are so moody and young.
Now I can barely stay up past 10pm.