Pursuing an opportunity with the company for whom my brother works, I am moving to the West Coast. The San Diego area shall soon count me as a resident, and I'm determined not to lose my East Coast sensibilities -- namely understanding sarcasm and semi-hostile aloofness. Having remained in the same apartment (some might say "remained inside") for what must be 8 years, its an exciting prospect. Life defining even.
Today I've put the security deposit + rent on an apartment I found a block from the ocean, 444 1/2 D Street. You can see it here beside the station wagon. Now comes the actual move part of the move, a process I look forward to surviving.
Will keep you posted.