Things will be great when you're DOWN-TOWN.

Esp. when you live DOWN-TOOOWN.
As of about 5pm today, I am the newest renter in Stockton Court Apartments! I am the proud renter of a little studio with the biggest closet Ive ever seen.

There was a lot of back and forth. I hate forms. But, its worth it. Because starting 4/6, I will be living on my own. No one else. Except for Bowie.


And I couldnt be more excited.

Things you can always count on...

which is what makes me love SF...even for its faults.

-The Muni never running on time. So when it does by a miracle of God actually show up, you are so relieved with joy you think to yourself "Today is going to be a GREAT day!"
-Cabs never being where you need them...and being everywhere you dont.
-The homeless man on Bush street who called me "Suga Lips"
-Outrageous rent. Most people cant fathom paying. I do so with pride and a little less dignity.
-Starbucks tasting the same anywhere you go. Its what you can depend on in this world.

When everything is going wrong, like apt searches and work issues and timing issues and man issues...its a relief to know that even though all of this is out of control, I still get to live in this fabulous city.

Well, as long as said apartment search goes according to plan...but when does anything actually do that?

I dont believe I shared with the world...

...the near death experience of my ipod.

It was February 13th, I remember the day exactly because it was the day before VD and I was set to get my hair did for the occasion of not having a date or really any plans in general.
I will layout the series of events in chronological order so you may understand my experience. Two facts you must keep in mind: 1) I have a hair appt at 7pm and 2)I am possibly the most awkward person alive.

5:30p: most people leave work. I however, am stuck in obsessive complusive trance of making sure my campaigns on Zagat and Fodors are flawless.
6:15p: still at work. I wonder what the world is like for those "Type B" personalities. Must be nice.
6:35p: leave work. Have already figured out hours ago thanks to 511.org that it will take me exactly 9 minutes to go from Montgomery Muni Station to Van Ness Muni Station. Factor in walking time from Van Ness to Grove St. 15 minutes total. Thank you OCD.
6:45p: Get to Montgomery Muni Station. Thrilled at the idea of being able to jump on any of the trains, not just the L. However, here comes a train so i start a "cute run" in heels to the train.
6:46p: laptop carrier obviously not zipped up completely. Out fly..literally FLY my: cell phone, blackberry, and ipod..lady next to me says, "hey, you're stuffs everywhere" thanks, ma'am.
cell and bberry(Laverne, I feel the need to name my electronic accessories) are a little beat up from being hurled from the bag, but are ok. However, iPod(Oliver)......
6:47p: IPOD IS UNDER THE PLATFORM. He hit the tracks and went under the platform. *Pause while Erin completely freaks out at thought of Oliver being lost to the Muni Gods.* Brief flash of While You Were Sleeping when Sandra Bullock sees Peter Gallagher get pushed onto the tracks and she jumps down to save him.
6:50p: J train on its way...will it hit my pod? Only time will tell.
Whew, ipod is safe. For now.
6:51p: Run up to station booth
Conversation as follows:
Me: Um, my ipod...on the tracks....i need it. help me.
Big Scary Station Attendant: what? well, honey, thats not an emergency. We cant stop the trains.
Me: What? not an emergency? its my IPOD.
BSSA: Give me your name and phone number and we'll call you when we can get it.
Me: Chya. right. Get it. NOW.
(Big Scary Lady radios to engineer man. Someone will be down to help me shortly)
7p: Call Rachel, my hair lady. I will be late. Ive had a muni incident. people look on. staring.
7:06p: mean unhelpful engineer man comes and jumps onto tracks to save my Oliver. Hes slightly dented, but all in all, safe and sound. people look on. staring.
7:10: Get on train...craddling ipod in hands. I will never let go, Oliver. Ill never let go.

Now the question...did my iPod attempt suicide? Does he need psychiatric help? Was he taking a stand against the obscene amount of Ace of Base recently downloaded(for the gym, I swear). Maybe he just didnt want to get onto another crowded train for 30 minutes. Im sure we will never know. Though, Ive thought numerous times about hurling myself onto the tracks when Ive been waiting for one for 20 minutes...of course it wouldnt do much good, considering there arent any trains coming the first place...thus the root of my pain.

Gung Hey Fat Choy!

Happy Chinese New Year! Last night was the Chinese New Year Parade in SF. It was like being a little kid again, running down the street with a hand full of sparklers and smoke bombs. Apparently the SF celebration is the biggest one outside of Asia. All I know is, I celebrated the new year by drinking european beer and chowing down on cheese steak. V. Chinese, I know.

Its about 70 degrees here right now. I went out and bought a cute sundress to celebrate the occasion. Oh, global warming.

Its like working...but in sweats

Im working from home. Its Friday. its a beautiful day outside.....

Im dying a little bit inside. All I want in the world right now is to get wireless internet at the park so I can go outside and work. But at least I have The Office Season 2 DVD on in the background so my insanity can be somewhat appeased.

Snow Patrol was amazing. Bill Graham Civic. $3 margaritas beforehand. Yet more reasons why I am totally and completely in love with this city. Tonight, Irish music in an stereotypical irish pub and drinking good Irish beer. I basically cant wait.