Electrolicious

I’m in Los Angeles this week* and last night found myself around a large table full of Angeleno friends, talking and drinking very strong Cadillacs and snarfing down delicious Mexican food. I’d accidentally left my phone at a friend’s house, but whatever: I was done with work for the day and many of the people I’d want to call were sitting in front of me, so I wasn’t too worried.

As the extended dinner/drinks session wound down, one of my friends pulled out her new iPhone and started fiddling. As I gazed on, another friend drunken observed, “Oh my god, it’s unplugged night! Ariel’s unplugged! I just realized she hasn’t checked her phone once this whole time!”

I was like “What? No, I just left my phone at — oh wait. Right! Yes. This is me unplugged.” I’m not sure if this makes me the laziest unplugger ever, or if I’ve just so integrated my Tuesday night routine that I subconsciously leave my phone behind.

*I’m in town for meetings some with people who might want me to host a nontraditional wedding reality show. It’s still completely unsure, so nothing to get too excited about.

Last night I some friends hosted a farewell potluck/cocktail party for me. It was very sweet and fun and, above all, LOUD. Heidi brought me flowers and then Jung went all out and gave me his old iPod. His timing is perfect, because now Andreas and I have days’ worth of music to listen to on our drive up to Seattle this weekend.

My father called me today and said, “How you feeling about it all?” I said, “Uh…” He said, “Well, I guess you probably don’t really know just yet, do you?” He’s right, of course. I have no idea how I feel about it all right now.

I leave Los Angeles tomorrow.

In some sort of painfully cheezy farewell to this painfully cheezy city and all it’s done for me (or not), I offer this painfully cheezy song. Lyrics linked below.

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