Sunday, February 24, 2008

I've got the travel bug again. Bad. Dreams of Europe and Thailand. I wish it really could be financially possible for me right now. I hate how money runs peoples lives.
Omg, the weather has been AWFUL here lately. Haight Street lost power for about an hour yesterday and it wasn't even that stormy out then. Rain, wind and crap.

Friday, February 22, 2008

How does one become good at interviews? I've been getting my practice lately. I have one in an hour. They always seem so awkward, forced and insincere.
I"m doing more with my unemployed days. I took a yoga class. Yoga is VERY challenging. I don't think flexibility runs in my family unfortunately. But i do feel really good once i get out of there, other than being sore. I got a couple passes from my friend's roommate that i wanted to use up before I am not available during the week. Yay to free stuff, esp. when you cannot spend money. I also scored free snacks from my gym Curves, and free movie passes to "Penelope" on Tuesday.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

each night counts for something
or else we'd all
go mad.

-Bukowski

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

A year, really?

So, I've been in San Francisco a year as of last Friday.
In some ways it feels longer, but also i feel like i just got here and nothing has been accomplished.
I recently did something irresponsible( big surprise) and quit my job.
See I was working as a receptionist at a spa. Needless to say in normal circumstances, not my dream job, but i would be happy to be employed. But the thing is i worked for a tyrant, this woman wouldn't ever be satisfied with anything you did at work, and i was busting my balls, for nothing! Once you cry a few times at work, its done, over, finito.
This is what she said to me that day( cant quote verbatim sorry)" You do a good job, but not a great job.", also " You are not a self starter". Oh hellz no lady. I"m a humble person by all means, but i know i am a great employee, and after a year of hell and not being appreciated or pay what im worth, I said bye bye.

Man once you give notice at work, it becomes almost impossible to go back. You are completely checked out. By the end of 3 weeks, i was not myself. I was sarcastic, cynical, sorta bitchy. Oh wells! I was happy i learned to say no. I should apply this to other aspects in my life.

After I quit work, i got really sick. I am a homebody i will admit, but a week in bed in my bedroom, i was going crazy. I"m still tired, what the hell?
Now, I"m going to take a nap, im my cave.