I almost wish that there were something under that series of topics that I could file this away under, but I don't think it would be fair to mix the salt and the pepper when we all know there are designated containers for both.

And so, I write on, just because I need to, and just because LA is a really great place to make people feel really not special. Everyone has a qualm and then there is always someone else with the same qualm and the solution, but no one is willing to share. There is a giant pile of shit in the midst of a mountain of desperation and we are all climbing, forcing our way to the top, kicking the shit in one another's faces because helping your fellow man in this city would simply lead to both of your demise, or their success and your demise, as they step on your head and move on up, whilst blissfully ignoring the fact that in the end, it is just a giant pile of shit.

I'm not asking for handouts; not even asking for any interest, I am asking for some good faith, some common values; I am asking for my flakes to stay in my cereal and out of my friends, for my friends to find good things in all the right places as opposed to the contrary. This is all I ask LA, could this be possible?

I hate you LA, I hate you so much, and yet, I love you.

Sincerely,

Brittany Jayne Furlan