I am from LA and never left so I decided to take the test to see if they are right….let’s see!

You’re driving on the 101 and see a clear cut definition of where the smog begins and ends (Oh yeah)

You go to a karaoke bar and battle with seven year old divas-in-training who are trying to steal your thunder (HA, yep)

You’re sitting in traffic for at least an hour at any given part of the day (dreadfully so yes and the key words here would definitely be “at least an hour”)

You go to the beach and see that real lifeguards actually do look like the lifeguards from Baywatch (lil cuties)

You begin to “lie” to your friends about where you are (i.e. “Yeah I’m like 20 minutes away”) - when you know that it’ll take you at least an hour to get there). (Rob does this ALL the time and he’s from TX)

You eat a different ethnic food for every meal (yes indeed, in fact, that’s how the conversation starts once we’ve decided we’re hungry “Do you feel like mexican, chinese, etc)

You look around at the nice cars around you during traffic, thinking it’ll be your favorite Laker or WB star. (no, because I don’t care)

You make a conscious choice to watch Jay Leno over David Letterman (actually, I could better entertain myself)

You mourned for Tupac and not for Biggie (true dat but I like Biggie too)

You know it’s best not to be on the 405 at 4:05 pm. (or anytime of day really)

Getting anywhere from point A to point B, no matter what the distance, takes about “twenty minutes”. (precisely, its those damn stops for snacks that make the trip longer)

You know what neighborhood someone lives in by the degree of damage incurred during the riots. (yep)

You’ve inadvertently learned Spanish. (everyone seems to know the basics at least)

You’ve got to bring the cat/plants in when it drops to 55 degrees. (hehe)

In the “winter”, you can go to the beach and ski at Big Bear on the same day. (and this is why I live here)

You’ve bumped into a celebrity at El Pollo Loco. (no, but several at Starbucks, WeHo park and 7 eleven)

You know what “sigalert”, “PCH”, and “the five” mean. (yep, yep)

Your pizza delivery guy is also on contract with Warner Bros. (Are you sure it’s not Ryan Seacrest?)

If your destination is more than 5 minutes away on foot, you’re definitely driving. (I’m not that lazy and besides it’s much more of a pain in the ass trying to find parking)

You have a gym membership because it’s mandatory. (yeah)

Your TV show is interrupted by a police chase. (sometimes)

You can’t fall asleep without the lull of a helicopter flying overhead. (or sirens)

When tourists ask where they can get souvenirs, you direct them to Venice Beach. (all the time)

You know someone named Freedom, Rainbow, Persephone or Destiny. (yes, Destiny)

You’ve trespassed through private property to get to the “Hollywood” sign. (no)

You’ve partied in Tijuana at least once. (nope)

You know Hollywood has a “lake”. (I’ve never been to it though)

You don’t stop at a STOP sign, you do a California Roll. (no, actually I stop, cant afford a ticket and those fuckers hide, Beverly Hills PD I’d be talking about you)

You’ve lost your car in the Century City Shopping Center parking lot. (yes! I was PISSED!)

You’ve bought oranges, flowers, cherries or peanuts on a freeway off-ramp. (yes, lots of fruit)

You think that Venice is a beach. (no, I’m not dumb)

You drive next to a Rolls Royce and don’t notice. (nope)

You’ve started crossing a street and returned to the curb when the DON’T WALK sign started flashing. (yes)

You’ve never listened to NPR. (what the hell is that?)

Calling your neighbors requires knowing their area code. (true)

You have a favorite Thai restaurant. (how’d you know?)

You think Johnnny Rocket’s is an accurate depiction of a diner. (it sucks so does Mels Diner, at least the on Sunset in WeHo!)

You think Manhattan is a beach. (no)

You eat pineapple on pizza. (not me but others do)

You’ve been to Disneyland more times than Downtown. (definitely)

When giving directions, you follow up with the phrase: “With/Without traffic.” (yes)

You classify new people you meet by their Area Code. An “818″ would never date a “562″ and anyone from “323″ or “213″ is ghetto/second class. Best area code: “310.” (cool, I’m in the 310)

Driving along, you see a high-speed police chase approaching in your rear view mirror. You don’t panic or even flinch. Instead, you call your friends on your car phone and tell them you’re on TV. (LOL, yeah)

You know that if you drive two miles in any direction you will find a McDonald’s or a Starbucks. (or a 7 Eleven or a bum)

Your cell phone has left a permanant impression on the side of your head. (no but Robert’s)

You never, ever go into the water at the Beach. You barely touch the sand. (not true)

Everyone you know has 3+ phone numbers. Home, Office, mobile, pager, two-way, voicemail…..(email, lol)

It is not unusual for your waitress at a restaurant to have blue streaked hair, a dragon tattoo and tounge piercing. (no, especially not in West Hollywood)

You are awakened in the middle of the night by a moderate earthquake. Your reply: “That ain’t even a 5-pointer” and go back to sleep. (you heard me say that?)

You think you are better than the people who live “Over the Hill”. It don’t matter which side of the hill you are currently residing, you are just better than them, for whatever reason. (glad we agree)

You live 10 miles from work. It takes you 60 minutes to get home. (I fucking hate that, you can see your home the whole hour it takes you to get there! and its 8 miles)

Walking out of Jamba Juice, you see that a movie is being shot on-location across the street. (lol, yes)

You are not happy, or even slightly excited that there may be a movie star there. You just say, ” They fucking better not be blocking my parking space.” (LOL, yes!)

You have to yell at your bank teller through a 2 inch thick wall of plexi-glass. (yep)

That last one goes for your local convienience store man, too. (yep!)

You go to Las Vegas for a weekend getaway and the whole trip cost you $50. (LOL!)

You personally know at least 5 people with agents. (yes, I do)

You personally know at least 3 people who have been in a movie or TV show. (I do)

You know what In N Out is and feel bad for all the other states because they don’t have any. (poor souls)

You know that not everyone in Beverly Hills is a millionaire. (true)

You know who the tinsel underwear dude in Venice Beach is. (HAHA! yes I do)

You’ve done something on a street corner in an attempt to get money (i.e. sang, tap danced, told jokes). (I don’t think so)

You’ve gotten parking tickets from parking in the red zone in front of your house. (no but outside the school damn it)

You say you live in LA when really you live in a subsection of a subsection of a subsection of southern LA. (no, I live right here in the drama of it all)

Any major movie star is picking out the best portobello mushrooms next to you at the grocers and you don’t notice. (snobs)

The guy at 8:30 in the morning at Starbucks wearing the baseball cap and sunglasses who looks like George Clooney IS George Clooney. (or Bruce Willis)

You really can never be too rich or too thin. (I agree with the rich part but I know I could stand to gain a few pounds)

The gym is packed at 3pm…on a workday. (its crazy)

The workday starts at 10am…or whenever you get out of your therapy session. (then whats up with all the 7 a.m. traffic?)

Any invitation comes with, “Starts at 8pm or as soon as you can get through traffic.” (LOL)

You have never met a waiter that wasn’t really an “Actor.” (no, I haven’t)

You never go to a coffee house without a copy of a script - any script. (hehe)

It’s sprinkling and there’s a report on every news station about “STORM WATCH ‘99″ (I know, so annoying)

You call 911 and they put you on hold. (yep!)

You have to leave the big company meeting early because Billy Blanks himself is teaching the 4:30 tae-bo class. (LOL)

The three hour traffic jam you just sat through wasn’t caused by a horrific 9 car pile-up, but by everyone slowing to rubberneck at a lost shoe lying on the shoulder. (idiots)

A nurse can look at you in all seriousness and ask, “you don?t drink or smoke, right?” (why do they even ask?)

All the “cool gyms” allow pedestrians on the street a full-view of those working out. Literally, you can’t drive by Wilshire without staring into L.A. Fitness. Perhaps a new form of window shopping? (LMAO, that is so funny because I can picture that scene in my head, very true but I might note you can also see the gigantic tvs and closed caption which I think is quite awesome when you’re standing out there waiting for the bus)

The hot seasonal party favor is a candied apple from Neiman’s. The apples are called “Skinny Dippers.” (LOL)

The waitress asks if you’d like “carbs” in your meal. (yes)

Bars card. For real. (well I do look like I’m 15)

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Los Angeles.

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