I really do live next door to Frankenstein, LOL.
There's a joke about it in TriadCity: if you try to sleep inside "Mark's apartment," you'll get woken-up by the neighbors. While dad stomps across the floor in lead boots, little daughter jumps off furniture or throws basketballs against the wall.
In real life it's only partly funny. Sleep is a good thing when you can get it, LOL. Two or three hours a night isn't enough, even for a maniac like me.
Another reason to leave? Not in love with the Bay Area anyway: not enough sunlight. Am reluctant to leave this gorgeous cliff overlooking the ocean. But it would be good to be somewhere more consistently warm.
Where? Maybe Hawaii, maybe San Diego. Maybe Tahiti, and learning French. Maybe Rarotonga, and learning New Zealandese, LOL. Hawaii's probably the most serious candidate. Just takes money.
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