Listening to: Sultan & Ned Shephard – Walls (ft. Quilla) (this is my song for all times of the day – wake up song, walking around SF song, etc)
I did not want to do the same “this is what I did this weekend” structure of 2011 but when I look back at my old posts, I feel like I didn’t touch upon any of the fun things that I did! Which then makes me feel like this blog is incomplete.
Bone dry summary of March. First weekend – went to SD. Fun times. Love the brunches and dogs everywhere and the beach and the casualness of it all. I regret not doing more when I lived there in 2010, but I know I wouldn’t want to live there long-term again because I’m not a fan of being in 70+ degree weather. Second weekend – went to a William Fitzsimmons concert with Robin. I almost fell asleep standing up. My next concerts are The Wombats and The Shins. As of now, the only other bands on my concert watching bucket list: Birdy, Andrew Bird and maybe Taylor Swift.
Third weekend – began my “stay at home and get shit done once a weekend” routine. Although “get shit done” generally just means cook, gym, wash clothes, watch a lot of tv, read, go to a cafe. Which is still more than my previous “sit around … watch tv … sit around someone else’s house … feel horrible about self, sleep” routine. I also had brunch at my manager’s house with most of my busy season team. I realized just now that it was that day that rekindled my desire to buy a house. Went to Berkeley the Friday before that and VERY RANDOMLY Erica called me and said she was also in Berkeley and we met up at Ici’s. It was kismet! I also went to Rasputin’s and bought three more vinyls. And still no record player to listen to them HAHA Fourth week: started a 1.5 week period at a client about five minutes from my house. Soooo laid back and we’d go on coffee breaks almost every day. I now realize that I hate drinking anything from Starbucks and I find the food just barely passable. Peet’s is still decent. But my fav cafe ever is still Philz. I don’t even remember a Seattle cafe that I liked more than Philz.
Same fourth week: Watched Hunger Games at the midnight showing and also ate at Jang Su Jang with Amy, Julia and Laura. I felt like I was among the oldest people there (theater). Surprisingly most people in the theater seemed to scoff at the Twilight preview whereas usually in Harry Potter people go “OOOOO” non-sarcastically. Saturday, drove up to Walnut Creek for sangria night with an old team/the client. ❤ them. I also really need to go shopping. I have plans to buy one new outfit a month but … have not done so ever.
Now listen to: Tennis – My Better Self
Fifth week: This feels so long ago! I’m using my Google Calendar to help me remember what I have done. Tuesday, went to a Kelly Clarkson concert. Cross THAT off my bucket list! She sang Bruno Mars’ It Will Rain (awesome) and sang happy birthday to her guitarist (best rendition of happy birthday I have ever and probably will ever hear in my life). She sings different covers at each concert and they’re all so good! Thursday night was taco night at my house because one of my housemates is moving out. I made a mango salsa that was DELISH and now I feel like I must have mango salsa for EVERYTHING EVER. All the ingredients were completely fresh, even the green onion that I snipped off the plant growing by the kitchen sink. I also made a sangria but I don’t feel like it tasted like anything because I just used moscato and that already tastes like fruit juice. I heart taco nights at my house because we start a fire on the charcoal grill to cook carnitas and tillapia (obviously I live with Filipinos) and it feels like a party when it’s only a weekday!
Then began my SF block which is still ongoing. I am now really sick of being in SF but I am just staying two more nights and then back to South Bay (mainly because I didn’t bring enough underwear). Friday I barted up to SF after work because I had planned a goodbye happy hour for the FIRST person to leave from my class. Everyone is leaving around me!!! The bill somehow came out to be $350 for six people. I hate Osha Thai. No, Osha Thai is fine for lunch. I just hate eating in downtown SF for dinner. HAHA When I leave, I want to throw a BBQ at my house or something and invite all the people I’ve worked with. Saturday I ended up helping my housemate move to Millbrae and afterward I decided I was close enough to SF that I might as well drive the extra twenty minutes. So I hung out with Kristen – read in Duboce Park and watched dogs run around (despite it being sunny it was still freaking cold because of the wind though, Kristen: “I just wish it would be a little warmer” Me: “I think this is the best SF can do”). Then went to eat Indian food in the Tenderloin with Soo Jin and Albert and one of my coworkers, Eugene, who lives nearby. Went home. Then drove back up to SF about nine hours later for brunch with Christina, Kristen and Naomi!!! Partial RCSA reunion!
After I arrived super late to brunch (stupid parking and my lack of directional skills), we did quick summaries of our lives for the past two years (mine is depressingly centered around work), and ended up going to the Seward Concrete Slides in Eureka Valley of SF which is a place I have never even been near. Thennnn I went to Fillmore area and met up with Soo Jin to pick up her apt key. Ate frozen yogurt at Fraiche, which homemakes all of their ingredients. Pretty yummy! Especially their homemade mochi (surprising the best I’ve had, since it is in such a white area) It cost $6 for a regular size. But regular size is equivalent to a Pinkberry large.
Monday, I started my engagement at this super easy, super chill non-profit a block away from the SF office. I basically unintentionally finished 1/2 of the audit between 9am-2pm and then I was like oh fuck. I’m scheduled on this for two weeks and I don’t want my time taken off this client just to go to some more stressful engagement. But I only work at one pace and it’s my “just get this shit done” pace. I’m going to be really spoiled and then be sad when I start Q1 at my public client and go home at 11pm – 12am again. The client here leaves around 4:15pm and they set the security alarm so we end up leaving around that time too. HAHA Monday I went to the gym then decided I wanted a burger and went to eat at Umami Burger by myself. Which I kind of love doing from time to time – just going into a new restaurant and sitting at the bar and talking to my server and watching him make my food in front of me. It’s kind of the best. It was really fun to do in Seattle, it’s been fun to do in SF, but it is horrible to do in Chicago. I don’t know if it was total luck of the draw, but it’s weird to eat alone in Chicago because I felt like the restaurants were all wayyyyy smaller so it’s much more noticeable that you are eating alone when you can hear snippets of conversation all around you.
Anyway, Tuesday I ate at Umami Burger AGAIN but this time with Kathy. Their burgers are really salty and fatty but I guess that’s what people like. Wednesday I left the client in the middle of the day (LOL) and just went to the office. Ostensibly, it was because I needed another charger since my senior forgot hers, but it was mainly so I could go chat it up with Lindsay and Kathy. Lindsay and I went to the Ferry Building for lunch (Prather Ranch Meat Company – the pulled pork sandwich was crazzzyy vinegary). Then went back and spent several hours looking for this one sentence in accounting guidance to prove that the client did something correctly. Sometimes this job is so dumb. Then we all left at 4pm. I worked like a … six hour day? (Lindsay: Where are you charging your time?! Me: Uh, to the client.) HAHA Seriously LOVE this client. I have no idea what the people do all day but given their salaries and their stress levels, it makes me want to go into internal accounting. Then dinner I went to Tacolicious which was indeed Tacolicious but not that great for desserts. Of which Kathy and I got three.
So now it’s Wednesday night. I am now kind of sick of eating out all the time. Being in SF makes me fat and poor. I’ve spent $80 in the past three days on food in SF. I’m pretty sure I’ve spent $215+ in the past six days on food. I have also spent (a chargeable) $94 in parking for the past three days. If I really do end up staying on this client for two weeks, I will have spent $320 on parking for ten days. DAMN YOU SF!!!
I spent a good while today debating why I continue to stay in SF during the week when I get off at 4pm and could probably beat rush hour home. I figured I would save myself the commute time that would be essentially 3 hours roundtrip between SF and Santa Clara (including traffic time). But somehow … driving two miles back and forth from Janie’s apt to the office also takes about twenty minutes, of which ten minutes is spent going through five blocks in the financial district. Then I also end up thinking I HAVE to eat out in SF, otherwise I am squandering eating opportunities. Parking is annoying although relatively easy in this area. I had to wake up at 6:30 today just to move my car before street cleaning. But that DID give me the chance to try Contraband coffee in Nob Hill, which makes a pretty good mocha and allowed me to catch up on some emails. So I don’t know.
Caryn: Casey got tickets for us to see some band in concert. Of Montreal?
Me: Of Montreal … I’ve heard of them! Their music is kind of … boring. Or, not boring, all the songs just sound the same
Caryn: You think they’re boring? And you like that … Bon Iver music? Oh god, this band must be really boring then
Kristen: Why don’t you come
Me: I don’t have the proper clothing to go clubbing
Kristen: You need, like … a San Francisco—
Me: Outfit?
Kristen: — lover. So you have a place to store all your weekend stuff
Me: If I had a lover, I wouldn’t be going out. We’d just sit in bed together and read all weekend.
Kristen: Five minute summary of the past two years, go
Christina: Well … the first year of grad school was great. I went out all the time, was friends with a lot of people in my class, I was social chair… Second year of grad school was horrible. I hated everyone. It was just, the worst year of my life ever. July 2010 I met Michael and we started dating… yeah that’s about it!
Me: What the fuck, your summary was ridiculous
Christina: Then I didn’t like him because he has no flaws! He’s too perfect. I mean … if I really think about it … I guess he has some. He’s too tall. He’s too blonde. And he’s the older sibling. I prefer when guys are the younger sibling.
Me: You have the taste of a ten year old and a sixty year old … somehow simultaneously
Jessica: Yeah, well … I just have good taste
Me: You think ten year olds and sixty year olds have good taste?
Jessica: Yeah. Because they’re not fake or trying too hard. Old people just don’t give a fuck anymore. They’re going to do whatever the hell they want. And ten year olds aren’t at the stage when they care about what other people think of them.
Me: Oh that’s weird hahaha
Lindsay: Why was that weird?
Me: What?
Lindsay: What was weird?
Me: Oh. Honestly, I heard like half of your story and just said what I thought would be an appropriate response. Sorry. I guess nothing was weird.
I’M EXHAUSTED The good thing about staying in SF, even if it does take 20 minutes to go two miles, is that I can wake up at 8:15 and not freak out about being late to SF. What shall I eat tomorrow?