Why is Grey's Anatomy Messing with Me?

I'll post later about my visit from Brian and all the tourist stuff we did, and all the beer we drank....

Meanwhile.

So I am having a super hard time finding a place to live permanently. Talk to any Londoner about it and they all give this knowing look and make appropriately sympathetic noises. It's second to getting teeth pulled...who knew.

All of this is making me depressed again. I like to be settled in a comfortable place, and my surroundings are VERY important to me. I mean I came from Santa Monica....I need a nice place to live so I don't pine for it too much.

Today (until I go look at a flat tonight) I am doing nothing other than sitting on the couch and watching downloaded American TV, in order to stave off depression. I start work on a 3 month contract at a company in Notting Hill on Monday, and I am just trying to relax a bit and not dwell on being homesick. So I am watching Grey's Anatomy - and it's the episode where Dr. Addison is set up for a spin off by visiting her friend at an integrated medical clinic in BEAUTIFUL SUNNY SANTA MONICA, CA!!! ARRRRGHHH!!!

So on one hand I am uber disgusted by the stereotypical shots of gorgeous people/palm trees/waves/beaches/street signs, and at the same time it made me want to cry because I miss it so much. And I look outside and its raining. Great.

And to top it off, I actually liked the characters and the premise, so now I totally would watch the spin off, and each time I do I will be faced with the same shots.

Fuck you Grey's Anatomy spin off. I am going to go watch Notting Hill or Love Actually or some other London movie where everyone lives in gorgeous zone 1 flats and manages to take black cabs everywhere they go. Yeah, cause that's how it REALLY is.