Setting: Downtown Independent, roof, after a Zaptra show.
Nico: "I have to move to the west side."
Jyrki: "What? Nooo! Why?"
Nico: "I'm commuting there right now."
Jyrki: "You commute to the west side?"
Nico: "Yeah."
Jyrki: "Dude, you have to move!"
Nico: "That's what I'm saying!"
Jyrki: "If you don't move, you will just generate so much road rage that one day, you'll be angry enough to do something you'll regret later. Don't let it happen, man."
LA traffic can suck a dick. Wait, no it can't--because it is stuck in traffic.
While I had already considered it before for professional reasons, my friend, Jyrki, is right. I have to get the fuck out of here if I am going to survive.
This is a shame, because living in this house in north east LA afforded me proximity to people and things to do that I like very much. However, as indicated earlier, my psychological safety and the general safety of others is at stake here.
So, moving time it is.
I've decided to ask the internet for help. To give you a better idea of what's going on traffic wise on a daily basis, I've diagrammed our freeways:
If anyone has any ideas, I would appreciate suggestions. I am in the market for an apartment south and east of the leviathan. That giant spider who lives next to the dragon is a motherfucker.