In a state of terror and excitement

Oh my gosh. I clicked send. I have officially tendered my official notice to my landlord. And tomorrow, I officially sign a lease on a new San Francisco apartment. I'm happy. Really. Okay, no I'm not. But I will be tomorrow, I swear! Once I sign the lease and make that jump, I'll be just...

In the Tourist Capital of the West

My last post was a happy list, made to remind me of good things. Yes, I posted the things that bug me as well, but each one of those bugging things was canceled out by a happy thing. It worked. That day. Today I'm back to being annoyed. I'm pretty sure it's me, at this...

In awkward places

This weekend was a consciously active one for me, in the interest of being social, and artistic, and doing fun stuff. Last night I went to WAM's I<3SF Visual Treasure Hunt after-party. I had tried to round up a few people, but no one could make it, and I was kinda excited about being forced...

Say it again, a little bit quieter and a little bit milder

Well, today marks the end of the I ❤ SF contest. And, who wouldda guessed it, I got sick. The only photos I took were shot half-heartedly at best, while I either had a fever, a deep desire to be in bed, or a hacking cough. Huzzah. I'm entering them anyway. And I did get...

An Oaklandish response to SFist

What's Your Excuse for not visiting your pals in Oakland? - I have no car. Dang. Too bad public transit is disdained by all other cities of the world. I don't blame them; the urine smells on Muni can get something fierce. But I mean, if there was a ferry, rail, or bus to get...

Staring at a blue screen

Good lord, I'm tired. Leaving work at 3 today helped, but I've just got a backlog of exhaustion stored up. I've been working weekends, 12-hour days, all while chasing after, in a writerly fashion, the almighty buck. It's glorious to be paid to write. It's also bloody awful. Last night I collapsed on my bed...

All over the place

I keep forgetting to twitter. I've got a wee backlog of tweets, actually. So instead they're going to become a weird, disjointed blog post. Today was a rainy, miserable day at Pier 39. I LOVED it! It has been determined that my happiness has an inverse exponential relationship to the happiness of tourists. Soggy, plastic-bag...

In the city that I love

There are a great many things about the Bay Area that I love. I'm not the first blogger to say that, I'm sure. I'm also not the first to make a list. But I don't care, I'm in a misty, listy mood. Highly Underrated Touristy Bits I was faced with that perfect San Francisco view...

Around the Bay

Today was one of those days, the kind where I wish my eyes were little camera lenses. The light was fabulous and ever-changing, depending on the minute and where I was at that minute, and the images were all crazy fleeting - even if I'd had my camera on me, I might not have been...

Puccini’s

(From yesterday, Friday morning, when I was writing w/out wireless) My favorite elderly man is sitting behind me again. He was here longer than I was on my last visit, and I was here for 3+ hours. He just wandered out the door on his cane, moving slowly down Columbus in his suit and newsboy...