My Weekend As a Tourist...

So I know this is kind of old news by now, but I thought I would post a few pics of my weekend with mom, being a tourist around SF.

And, ps, who knew there were Bison in Golden Gate Park? Reason #3992298392 why I love SF.

In other news, Christmas was good, but Im so happy to be back here in my apt. Taking Thursday just to relax, do some shopping and clean up before my big huge HALF day at work tomorrow and then another 3 days off....I love the holidays.

could it be?

we will see...amazing what can happen in 24 hours....

you can say you knew me when...

I've officially become a star. Im a yelper. But not only do I yelp with the best of them, I was recently featured in the Yelp! online newsletter!!!! I was a top yelper!! Finally! I found a place where my judgemental nature and sarcasm pays off!(well, doesnt "pay" persay, we will work on that aspect later)
Basically, I am a yelp superstar. And not that I didnt know that already, but now everyone who yelps knows how fantastic I am.


I just checked my profile and I have a fan? My plans for world domination through passing judgement and witty comments are solidifying.

"I get by, with a little Yelp from my friends"

7 Days of Christmas...

I will be the hit of my family with the presents I have purchased. If I was in charge of Christmas no one would be getting a partridge in a pear tree...They would have gotten at least 5 Tiffany's Rings.
Pictures to follow of my Christmas amazing-ness as well as fab pics from my weekend as a tourist. Needless to say, I have a t-shirt that has a pic of the Golden Gate and says "The Sunset" (my neighborhood). You dont get much more touristy than that.
Plus, I learned how to cook! Just call me Emeril! or Rachel Ray...wait, not Rachel Ray. I hate Rachel Ray. I am not impressed by your ability to eat on $40 a Day. Survive on my income and Ill think about respecting you. Id like to see Ms. Ray travel around and do a show on $15 a Day. Thats a show I would tune into...but I digress. Anyways, I learned how to make a salmon and mashed potatoes and salad dinner! And it was actually good! Dont be jealous, Rachel.

I hope whoever recieved those 3 French Hens got a gift reciept.

Newly realized pet peeve..

So its rainy, its slightly breezy, so out come the umbrellas of the world. However, coming from a place, while it still rains, you dont spend so much time walking around in it. Well....apparently people who walk around in the rain have a hard time realizing that they are adding about 2 feet extra to their circumference. You CANNOT squeeze into between two slow walkers with a five foot umbrella. And thats another thing...why the gigantic umbrella? Is it really necessary? Is smacking every person while trying to squeeze throw the crowd really worth it? The answer? No. No its not. Not one bit. I have an itty bitty umbrella and it does me just fine. You dont need a enormous one either unless you are a professional basketball player.

Venting for another shitty week..this was supposed to be the December of Erin! What happened???

Job-related updates...

Still bored out of my mind. And new news on the boss shopping...NO WORD! Apparently, I will most likely be bossless until after the New Year. And I cant even take a long vay cay. boooo! But, I mean whatev. This gives me plenty of time to update my Yelp reviews and search for apartments I dont plan on renting. Oh the life of a bored sales assistant/office manager/floor warden extrordinaire.(sp?)

Friday night I attended a birthday bash of a girl I dont know. Got to ride on a party bus to two different clubs and ended my night at Clown Alley with the most amazing burger and chocolate shake ive ever had. Like I always say, you just never know where the night and city will take you.

TGIF.

Its finally Fridaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. I dont know if its possible to be happier about it. I dont get what happened to this week but Im not asking questions. Just smiling, moving on, and getting drunk tonight. Did you know its scientifically proven you can erase a shitty week with just 1(or 8) beers?? True story. Drink til you cant feel feelings, as we like to say.

Random convo with mom on Monday night:
Mom- "So what did you do this weekend?"
Me- "Went to Stockton for a party. Went Sake Bombing with some guys before."
Mom- "Whats sake bombing?"
Me- "Its when you drop a shot of sake in a beer and chug it really fast. Its fun."
Mom- "STOP BEING SUCH A FRAT GUY, ERIN!"

love you too mom.

What? Winters is finally coming to the bay? shit. And I have to do my shopping this weekend. Daaaaaaaaaamnit.

December of Erin, part deux

Ive fully embarrassed myself twice in two days at work today..and its only 10:45. Sometimes, there are those weeks that start out with you sleeping in til 9am and being 2 hours late for work. Its these weeks that should be ended as soon as they start. They should not be allowed to continue on like every other week. They should be take outside, lined up against the wall, and shot without any last words. These are the weeks where you should be given a free pass. But instead, you are tied to your desk, getting your heels stuck in grates, you forget your gym socks at home, eating low-fat crackers for dinner and getting punched in the stomach. (Getting punched in the stomach is a metaphor but we wont go into that now.)

Basically, this week can probably replace the tv show Reba as the worst thing to happen to mankind.