Category: Blatherings

I never thought I would be one of those people that said they wanted to lose something or have something get stolen so they could have an excuse to get a new/different one of whatever that was. Well I have become one of those people. You see, I bought this wool coat at Target a few years ago for $50. I liked it a lot at the time, but I have been wanting a different coat for a while now. The old one had gotten worn down and faded. But I could never find a new one that I liked at a decent price. I didn’t look very hard, either. After all, I already had a coat!

Well last night I finally officially lost the old coat. I think I left it in the City College Mission Campus Cafe. Oh well! Time to go coat hunting!

Several things to bitch about today:
– Someone, caller ID “unknown,” called me at 6:30am today. I didn’t pick up in time to bitch them out, and they didn’t leave a message.
– I have recently been reorganizing my apartment. So my alarm clock isn’t hooked up, and I have been using my cell phone as an alarm. The cell phone alarm went off way early, at like 7am, and then started going off TWICE once it reached the time it was actually supposed to go off.
– I went to bed early last night, around 11pm, and still didn’t wake up in time to eat breakfast. I hate not being a morning person sometimes. I did bring a PB&J with me to work though.
– Having woken up late like usual, but this time a little bit later, I decided to take the bus instead of walk. I looked at nextmuni.com – next bus in 17 minutes. I walked anyway – it was faster this morning.
– Last night after class, I wanted to take the 28 bus home, which doesn’t require any transfers. I checked my phone, again nextmuni.com, and it said 63 minutes until the next bus. I have found that nextmuni.com is horribly incomplete for this bus line, but I didn’t want to chance that it would actually be correct. So I took the M instead and got off at Van Ness. There are two bus lines that run on Van Ness. The 47 and the 49. The 47 was an 18-minute wait, and the 49 was a 12-minute wait. I decided to just start walking. I walked the 1.4 miles without being passed by a single bus. I think this happens about a third of the time that I try to board a bus from here at this time of night. Overall it took me an hour to go 8.5 miles. *start sarcasm* Ah, the joys of not having a car. *end sarcasm*

And, I think that is all I have to bitch about from the past 12 hours.

What a difference it makes to not have class. I actually made dinner for myself, even if it was only eggs and oatmeal. And here it is not even 10pm, and I have time to read some before bed.

This is a really weird feeling, but also really nice. I didn’t realize how busy I have been until just now.

I put up some shelves today with help from my buddy William. I like how they turned out:

Out of the first 87 things, I like 26 of the items on the Stuff White People Like list. How about you?

I spent my lunch hour at work yesterday looking for a decent pack of socks. Marshall’s sucked. Ross sucked. Payless didn’t have any. Nordstrom evidently doesn’t sell socks. The Adidas store had a crap selection. Even THE SOCK STORE in the mall didn’t have any normal white socks. It seems like sometimes that stores (and our lives) are filled with such high quantities of useless, pointless, overpriced crap that we can’t even find something basic, like a 6-pack of high-quality socks.

So I ordered socks on Amazon. I never thought it would come to this. $54 of socks for 12 pairs of white and 6 pairs of black gold toe socks. Next up is boxer shorts and under shirts. Seriously, I was looking for those also and got nothing.

Been sick for about two weeks now, but I have to get back out running. I’m going Monday, no matter what.

I was walking home the other night – I think it was after class – and a woman, standing on the sidewalk with her baby, asked me “Do you know where the…” and I started to think “restaurant…store…street…bus line?” But she continued “…moon is?” This took me completely by surprise. This was the night that there was a lunar eclipse. I took a quick look around. No, I didn’t know where the moon was. I feel like I should have known, though. How disconnected am I, are we, when I don’t know where in the sky the moon is?

I think I need to go on survival training or something.

Friday, nay, tomorrow night can’t come soon enough. I guess 24 hours isn’t too bad to have to wait for a killer drum and bass show. And then my first “do nothing” day in a few years. (My definition of do-nothing day is simply to not plan anything and then do whatever I want that day, no work of any sort.)

I have taken off of work on Friday. And even though I’m not officially planning anything, I have some ideas of what to do. I can imagine my day right now and it sounds awesome…wake up at around 11am. Eat something. Play basketball. Go to the sports bar from 5pm to 10pm to watch some killer basketball games (while eating something else), and then World of Warcraft. But like I said, no official plans! I haven’t promised anyone, including myself, that I will be somewhere at a certain time, so I might end up doing something completely different than this. Maybe fall asleep in Golden Gate Park. Maybe drive to Sausalito and look out on the bay. Maybe a giant game of Civ. Maybe World of Warcraft ALL DAY (probably not – I’d end up viewing my day of freedom as wasted). The possibilities are basically without limit for a whole 24 hours, and it feels awesome just thinking about it.

Imagine you’re sitting in a dead quiet library. And it is 30 minutes before closing. All of a sudden, the GODDAMN FIRE ALARM GOES OFF for about 5 seconds. Is there a fire? No. This is how they get your attention to announce that the library is closing in 30 minutes.

I haven’t written a letter in a long time, but I think the SFSU library may be getting one.