I've moved from Pittsburgh to Silicon Valley!

I'm spending my last semester in Silicon Valley!

The good:

The time zone change means all the websites I check daily update earlier now.

The girls. Pittsburgh? No girls.

Rail transit. I have no idea why I like rails so much.

The weather. Pittsburgh? No weather. It's weird - the daily weather report is always just the word "no," and the entire city is, day-and-night, suffused in a sourceless gray light.

The bad:

Local grocery store is Safeway instead of Giant Eagle. Now when I'm cooking meat for someone, I can't plausibly say I got it from a giant eagle without breaking a lot of laws.

No harsh, murderous winter. It's going to throw off my internal rhythms if there's no part of the year when Death Himself rides in on a cold front and molests every inch of my exposed skin.

The cost of living. Pittsburgh? No cost of living. When you arrive in Pittsburgh, the Matron (the less said about her, the better) shows you to an apartment that has been appointed to you. Mine was okay, except for the constant, soft sobbing that sounded a lot like my own voice.


Four good, three bad. Consensus: Happy!