21 going on 61...

Lucky me I got to spend yesterday lying flat on my back with a heating pad and 750mg of vicodin. And why? because apparently Im a 61 year old with severe back strain...from moving, boxes. It was like, basically the worst thing that happened to me. ever. ok not really. but close.

Fashion wise, Ive fallen in love with my new rounded toe Jessica Simpsons and cant wait to get one of these hip new big sweaters for the fall season. I cant handle the skinny jeans like steph can, but Im loving the rest of this seasons fashions. (ive been reading Elle on my lunch breaks, im totally hip and with it)

For my birthday, Im asking for a digicam(FINALLY!) and cold weather accessories. I want armwarmers and caps and scarves...im all about accessorizing outfits....and urban outfitters.

Street Cleaning Fate.

I had a brush with street cleaning fate today. I woke up this morning, laid in bed for liek 5 minutes contemplating, showering, breakfast, world issues, when dawned on me....I hadnt moved my car!!!! My HOT Mitsubishi Galant was still parked on the side of the street that was being cleaned this morning....shit.

I jump out of bed, throw on a sweatshirt and shoes and run downstairs, WHEW. No ticket. I quickly move my car to another street and go back upstairs to shower. If I had been 10 minutes later, I would have gotten a lovely $70 citation from the city of San Francisco. What a way to start the day.

This city thing is HARD.

flashbacks...

This week has been filled with painful flashbacks and anxiousness. On one hand, my boss being out of the office and in Seattle since Monday has been relaxing yet stressful. You see, my office is being remodelled and my boss is the contact person. Contact person out of town? Erin, you're in charge. So for the last week Ive been packing up various areas of the floor, starting with the kitchen and moving onto my area and my boss'(shes out of town, have to box up her shit too!) As relieved as I am that Im not packing up MY room and MY life for the, oh i think I figured 11 times in the last 4 years, this packing is bringing back college flashbacks.

First of which, packing in general. I have perfected this art, but I seriously wanted to vomit when I realized I was going to have to do this. Second, as I packed up the ENTIRE kitchen by myself, serious memories of Theta and doin shit by yourself when you really need like 5 more people. These are the things I do NOT miss about UOP.

The other reason for this post is the fact Im so thoroughly annoyed with nothing in particular right now. It probably has to do with me just wanting next Thursday to come so I can have a minibreak and 4 irresponsible days in Stockton with my friiiends. The anticipation of that is making this week suck more than it already does. This weekend will be fun, I hate camping, but I get a tshirt and free beer! Sounds more like a frat party than a bachelorette thing, but whatev, Im down.


AND TARGET FAILED TO HELP ME WITH MY QUEST FOR A WHITE PURSE. effing Target.

i do not condone this..

I called and made my first dentist appt in like 2 years yesterday. When calling mom to tell her about it, the convo went somethign like this:

"Mom, you'd be so proud, i made my first dentist appt. All by myself"
"Good job, honey. How did the appt go?"
"Mom, I just MADE the appt. I didnt have it yet."
"So you just called to tell me you made an appt?"
"Yep pretty much."
"What about a doctors appt?"
"Mom, I only do one big kid thing a week. Talk to my on monday."

On another note, this camping bachelorette thing, as fun as its going to be, is going to kill me a little bit with the fact the invite said we are 'roughin' it' and to bring a roll of TP. I dont *DO* camping. They better get me hammered.

I would convert.

Zach Braff was on Alice this morning talking abuot Garden State and his new movie The Last Kiss. This soundtrack is killer and I cant wait for this movie. I also cant wait for Zach to confess his undying love and marry me.

Today is our Summer Outing for the office. We're going on a sailing boat in the bay with free food, beer and wine. We're out on a 3 Hour Tour...haunting similarity to Gilligans Island...Ill be Maryanne....too bad theres no cute Professor to make a radio out of coconuts.

The Last Kiss Soundtrack: I heart Zach Braff and his musical taste.
1. Chocolate - Snow Patrol
2. Star Mile - Joshua Radin
3. Pain Killer - Turin Brakes
4. Warning Sign - Coldplay
5. Ride - Cary Brothers
6. El Salvador - Athlete
7. Hide And Seek - Imogen Heap
8. Reason Why - Rachael Yamagata
9. Hold You In My Arms - Ray LaMontagne
10. Prophecy - Remy Zero
11. Paper Bag - Fiona Apple
12. Todays The Day - Aimee Mann
13. Arms of a Woman - Amos Lee
14. Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk (Reprise) - Rufus Wainwright
15. Paperweight - Joshua Radin and Schuyler Fisk

Sunset

Some people would say that where I live in the city to too far away from downtown and not as exciting but let me tell you something...Living in the sunset might be one of the greatest thigns ever for 2 VERY important reasons...parking and Target.
Living on the south border of the city puts me right next to Daly City and commercialized paradise. I have TWO malls within 3 miles, and TWO Targets. Not to mention Best Buy, Bevmo and countless other corporate businesses. Sure, living closer to downtown is pretty sweet, but man, how long would it take me to get to Target? And, I canNOT live without Target.

Secondly, parking! I have ample parking! I never have to spend more than a minute or so trying to find a spot. And you dont need a permit out here either. Sure, its a 35 minute commute to work, but hey at least I have aparking spot.

The weather has been a lovely 78 these last two days...however the 80% humidity is sucking my will to live.

its boring, but its my life..

My upstairs neighbor has the tiniest little dog that is literally the smallest thing Ive ever seen. I have a new appreciation for little dogs, as long as they arent put in purses, they're fine. The best part about this dog is her name: Ding-a-Ling. DING-A-LING! How funny is that? Its even funnier to hear her owners husband yell "Ding a Ling! Come here! Ding a Ling!!!" On endless entertainment.

One side note that was brought to my attention by Stephs recent post; my diploma. Where the hell is it? I have my frame, i checked my grades(3.74 thank you v. much), now give me my piece of paper!

new favorite thing: Missed Connections on Craigslist. I first started reading them out of entertainment, now I watch the people around me intently so when I read the listings I can see where they were and think "Oh my! I saw that guy!" Its happened once so far. Another source of endless entertainment.

Rock the cool, not the tool.

My boss is out for the afternoon becuase one of our Radio Station Managers from LA is here donig sales calls at different agencies around the city. So, when a meeting got scheduled for the office remodelign project I was sent in my boss' place.
Now, the crappy thing is that I was totally excited for the hour block of my day that this meeting would take and it would get me out of the office and out and about. Also, the fact that it was in the TranAmerica building was pretty tight too.
I walked over(not really a hike, its on the same block) and went it. My building is part of the TA complex, and therefore, I am VIP in the building! I have cool little photo id that gets me into it anytime I want!

Though I dont know exactly what I would do once I got in there...but still....:)
btw, my building is the shorter one directly behind the TA building. And by shorter I mean is 20 stories high.

new hair, new week!

So i made the trek out to Stockton this weekend for a little Bridal Showering of Heidi and hair cut and drunk fun with my boys. My stylist Tasha, whom I love with every hair on my head, did the perfect 10 bangs cut. I cant fathom the idea of Not going to see her every 2 months! She also straightened my hair which hasnt been done since my first day of work over 2 months ago. With all the humidity in SF, my naturally wavy hair rebels against any straightening device I can throw at it, ergo, I just let it do its thing.

I feel v. hip. I wish I had a digital camera to show it off, but a pic of Sandra B. is the closest I can get.

knowin nothing in life but to be legit

Can you imagine if public transportation was free? AS wonderful as the initial idea is, there are obvious drawbacks. The money would have to come from somewhere else, car registration costs would go up, taxes, etc. The fact that it costs the city nearly 3 million just to have one Spare-the-Air day and that yearly revenues from MUNI is around 517 Million, I have a hard time believing that i can ride for free in the near future. Other cities have toyed with the idea, but you cant just make a service like public transportation a free luxury.
Also if it did become free, there would have to be so many modifications to the system to accomodate the rise in riders. More busses, more trains, which equals more maintience(really wish my brain could remember the spelling of this word, sorry kids, its Friday). A city that is already so invested in subsidized programs, not to mention the planning of new stadiums for the 49ers and potential bid for the 2016 Olympics, that we are losing money cant afford to dive into this unchartered territory.

Ah, off the soapbox. Besides that, everything is just peachy. Going to Stockton this weekend to experience the 90+ weather....eeeew. Also, new song that makes me giggle everytime I hear it; Dynamite Hack, Boys in the Hood. They are going to get themselves shot real soon, so listen and laugh while they are still around.

just like 1906.

so, as a local in San Francisco, certain things are envitable. The muni will break down, starbucks will continue poping up on every corner, tourists will ride those stupid cable cars, someone will make the mistake of calling the city "Frisco" and once in a while you will end up experiencing mother natures tummy rumbles; earthquakes.
Ok, not to worry, it wasnt like the quake of 1906, but it was my first experience with the occurance. I was standing in my kitchen getting a bottle of water when all of a sudden, everything started to shake and my water was knocked over on its side. Then after about 5 seconds, it was done and gone. I called my mom IMMEDIATELY and told her what happened. Her response was that its been happening for hundreds of years and the city has only crumbled once, i was probably fine. She also made sure to throw in that extra reassurance of "youre safer on the top floors rather than the bottom level", which made me feel a lot better considering my apt wasnt the bottom floor.
So there it is. My first true earthquake experience, but im sure its not the last. Bring it on, SF.

but, actually, dont.

death by metro

I died a little bit on the muni metro today. Just a little piece of my soul, nothing big. The muni was a complete MESS today. When I got on, at 24th & Taraval, everything was chill. I put on my iPod, pulled out my Jim Morrison book, and got sent for the 20 minute ride downtown. However, when I got to West Portal(for those of you not in the know, the L, M and N lines go underground at West Portal and follow the Market st. to Embarc. Til WP, its surface lines) I was met with a "We're sorry, theres a wire down in the tunnel. There are no inbound or outbound trains. Sorry.".....?
At that point, about 250 people pour out of the platforms and station to the street where shuttles are picking people up to take them downtown. I stand around for about 15 minutes, in no hurry to be pushed around on a bus, when finally, herding mentally kicked in for everyone else and they went back to the metro platform cause someone had said "its working!" it wasnt. Good for me though, I grabbed the next shuttle that came by and took it all the way downtown....well, to Van Ness...still about a 1.5 away from my stop. From there is was a bunch of..get of the bus, try the metro, take the metro one stop, get off metro, get on BART. FINALLY, an hour later, Im at Montgomery station and walking to work.

The one good thing about sheep...they make it easier for the goat to get to work.