If I was to move to LA today, for the first time, I’d move to the westside and take every class I was interested in at Santa Monica college. I’d visit Venice beach frequently and go on dating app dates with tattooed chefs, moody skaters, drummers, a couple losers and a couple ken dolls, and as many artists as possible. I’d find it all so funny. I’d get really into avocado and tacos and burritos and have a sort of aspirational feeling when I walk through erewhon. I’d just enjoy hot people and their homes and lives. I’d work a sexy little job that elevates my wardrobe and taste. I’d mill around until I found some hottie who wants to hunker down and create a settlement further east. I’d see how that goes. I’ll prioritize live shows when I live east, because you have to. I’d find a scene or two to become a reoccurring character in just for the memories, the friendship. I’d take the offer to host parties once a week at a bar or club even if it’s a Tuesday. I wouldn’t think about anyone’s money but my own. I’d get laser hair removal and a crop top habit. I’d go to the movies, even the foreign indie one. I’d go to the plays, even the 30-seater local ones. I’d travel purely by waymo and uber for at least two years. I would go in the sun and say yes to every pool. I would just enjoy it.
ai can’t write good because it’s designed to write pleasantly average sentences with all the right words in the right order and imho good writing requires u to strategically deploy a word that is wrong and maybe even evil
It's drawn on a single sheet of vellum (calf skin), measuring roughly 1.58 by 1.33 metres. The map is richly illustrated in ink, with gold leaf and colored pigments.
in france, we use one app to find a terasse with the best sunlight, and the second app to find the cheapest pint of beer in that area
if you're not aperomaxxing with tech then what is it good for?