dinner tonight on my balcony. the rather lively apartment complex is uncharacteristically calm tonight... allowing me to hear birds and to concentrate on the desert i am surrounded by. on the phone with my mother earlier today we discussed how this was a high desert, rather than the wile e. coyote looney tunes... beach sand kind of a desert.

we have vegitation. saguaros, prickly pears, ocotillos, creosote bushes, pallo verde trees...

there is a lot of dirt... brownness. much of the land here reminds me of old parking lots something got torn down at, and they just haven't decided what to do with it yet.... that's more what the desert looks like.

but... humans have brought with them palm trees to this place (thank god... i love palm trees), and flowers, and even grass in some places.

my complex, i picked a) for it's proximity to downtown, and my work... but also, because it had a pool (one craves water when they are deprived of such a thing...) trees, and grass.

am i pretending i am somewhere else?

but, i did not plant these trees.

someone else did.

just like someone built the city of las angeles on another desert... if you were in LA, you'd see no difference (not much of a difference, between there and florida... where there is no desert...)

manhattan. lower west manhattan is a landfill....

new orleans. hell, the big easy is under sea level.

us americans... lol crazy bunch of fuckers =)

i kick back with my sangria (it means blood?) and my whole wheat pasta... in spicey tomato pesto sauce...

on the balcony with my computer, ready to watch season two of nip/tuck (i'm catching up..). all is well. tonight my one goal for myself is to try and not turn away during the surgies part of the show. so i cannot say life is all that bad tonight. infact, i'm rather content... for a second.