2006-01-08

First full day in CA

I've arrived, unpacked, and started to settle in.

I'm in a nice, albeit dinky, furnished apartment while I find my real digs. It's in Santa Clara, which is not exactly my choice of locations; so far, the place seems half Scottsdale, half industrial park. But it's pretty, it's cool, and there's an Indian place across the street, so I'm not really complaining.

First, the kitchen:
River Terrace: kitchen
I like the kitchen. Nice cabinets, roomy, etc. I just bought a load of groceries, some of which you can see on the counter.

The living room:
River Terrace: living room
The room does double-duty as a dining room and living room, and isn't really large enough to be either. I'll have to move the table away from the wall to seat more than three, and this will block access to the couch.

The distance between the couch and TV is less than my height. I can nearly poke the TV with my toes from the couch, if I stretch out funny.

The apartment did not include any sort of radio or sound system, so you can see some cheap computer speakers strewn atop the TV stand. I must have music.

The bedroom:
River Terrace: bedroom

It's very large, but it's arranged to make the space useless.

The bathroom, of which there will be no pictures, is also huge.

Astute readers will have noticed one element, conspicuous in its absence: any sort of desk or workspace. Seems odd, for corporate housing.


Last night, I drove into San Francisco, to attend a party with Jason Schupp. We went out for Eritrean food — which, to me, is indistinguishable from Ethiopian, but I'm sure the Eritreans would take issue with this.

The party was deep in SOMA, leaving me immersed in hipsters. I find this subculture vaguely amusing; fortunately, several people were dressed nicely, so it didn't look like an entire room full of boys trying on daddy's suit coat or dress shirt.

The people themselves were great, though, and most seemed to be geeky — law students, programmers for Wordpress, Flock, and Flickr, and a bunch of others I didn't actually meet. Fun party, though talking over the music exacerbated my already sore throat.


So, I'm about to head out to a late lunch. The Indian place across the street has received thoroughly mixed reviews online, but there seem to be a lot of folks of evident Indian descent eating there — reminds me of Copper Kettle. The lunch buffet is probably safe, I figure.

1 Comments:

At 11:07 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's actually kinda pretty, but I know you're used to more space.

 

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