Well folks, I made it. I am officially in Los Angeles. And I am officially exhausted.

There's three things that I immediately thought of upon arriving:

1. I've lived my entire life on the East Coast. For the past 7 years in Boston, the ocean has always been to the east. Now, for the first time in my life, I have to make sure I remember the ocean is to the west. This will make things interesting when I try to venture out and navigate on my own.

2. When I was in college, one of the people on my hall came from Tarzana, which is up in the Valley. He kept telling all these stories of the wild L.A. drivers zooming down their 5 lane freeways at 75 miles an hour, and at the time I thought, "Man, I'd never be able to handle that." Except on my way in, I was one of those wild drivers zooming down a 5 lane freeway at 75, and I thought nothing of it. It just makes me think how far I've come since my freshman year of college.

3. Those of you who know me personally know that I'm very into music, especially the radio aspect of things. It was odd resetting my car's radio presets to stations that I never thought I'd be listening to in my own car -- stations that I'd either only heard about by reputation or listened to over the Internet.

And now, I sleep. Tomorrow, the apartment search begins. Tuesday, I go back to work for the first time in several months, but this time, at a job that I'm thrilled about.