Tuesday, June 28, 2011

so long so long so long

I like lists, so.

  • It is RAINING in San Francisco. On June 28. And I like it, I really do. I have always said that it is absurd that the summer San Francisco sky is a white, glowing mass hovering above our heads. It is too bright to look at, but there is no reward for enduring it. But today it rained, it rained all morning and into the afternoon. Now there is fog settled between the houses and buildings, deep with the last vestiges of obscured light, and the shadow of a large tree ten blocks away is fading into the dark.
  • The rain makes me feel nostalgic for the winter. It also makes me look forward to buying rainboots come early November.
  • Sarah came to visit and I loved it so much. She made me dinner when I had an irrational breakdown on Friday and poured my shots when I finally made it back to a happy place. We went to new restaurants and settled in among the pre-Pride partiers in the topmost corner of Dolores Park, two days in a row. She made me go dancing despite my reservations and her good vibes helped me get lots of dances, even though I'm brand new still. We operate on very different time tables, and sometimes we drive each other crazy but she is one of my most faithful friends. Who else would still love me and encourage me when I send lovelorn text messages at 1 in the morning after drinking with What's His Face.
  • I still have yet to hear back from prospective employers. I had my heart set on one of these two jobs, so I will ease myself back into the search simply by perusing the listings. I will then, tomorrow, sit in the cafe until I have applied to five. Thursday I will send my resume to a temp agency. I wish someone would just pay me for being my awesome self.
  • July is always busy with visitors. Dear visitors, please spread yourselves out over the course of the year. You make me happier that way.
  • I am going to try to write something tonight. WRITING. I have been forcing myself to read more, even if it is not a whole book. A short story here. A poem there. A fairy tale. An ENTIRE news article. Editorials. Reflections of beauty. I am going to try. It will be really terrible but I am going to try.

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