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I've been having psychic dreams. No joke. Two in two weeks, and one a few months ago. WTF? What does this meaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan?

Writing from Bed

Why? I've been noticing that more people are reading my blog. I think this is because I linked it to my Yelp page, and sheesh I'm all over Yelp Denver. This is because I was hired by Yelp as a marketing assistant to establish Yelp Denver in early 2007. Troof. Anyways, I can't sleep. Tonight my family held a dinner for my friends. Nice, eh? I am so glad to finally have found the perfect vegetarian BBQ item - portobello mushies. Serio, your carnvey friends will be jealous. Oh, and I'm in Colorado right now, but I'm ready to go back and try again. I'm ready to be something more than a barista in San Francisco. Not that the job market is great right now. But no one wants to see me serving coffee, including myself.

I saw Burn After Reading. Not bad, not bad. But still so Hollywood, had trouble escaping conventions. But you've never seen Brad Pitt like this before.



The film reminded me of Dr. Strangelove in a few scenes - especially the phone conversation between B. Pitt's character and John Malkovich, who was fabulous btw.



Also, I think the film is directly alluded to in the scenes where George Clooney walks out of the restroom, smacking himself on the midsection. Anyways, worth seeing, but it's no There Will Be Blood.

New Musics!

I know I haven't been writing much, but that's gonna change now that I'm back to having one job instead of two. So check back y' hear! I'm recording an album too.

im really angry right now

I am upset with my guest. Why am I upset? I suppose essentially it is over something that happened to me over two years ago, when I stayed with this guest in Berlin. He was my host then, and he was a fine host at that. But, I was taken advantage of here, and I am coming out with it for the first time. I suppose it is from the encouragement of others that I have realized what happened to me was wrong, and it is not my fault. I lost my temper last night and explosively kicked this person out of my house (after asking him to leave more than once). The best word to describe the way I felt when I came home only to find this person asleep in my bedroom is furious. I could've killed that motherfucker! DON'T MESS WITH THIS BITCH!!!!!! Especially after cocktails. WHAT HAPPENED TO ME IN BERLIN WAS WRONG. I HATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTE YOU! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IT IS OKAY? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My roommates think you smell, and they are throwing away the couch cushions that you slept on. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

WHAAAAAAAAT THE FFFFFFFFFFFFCUK

I was always conscientious to keep my blog clean as they say, because I was looking for some job where I thought they might take a peek. Turns out no!!!!! And i have another job now you bitches. And yes I did make a few mistakes today. But one of them was not, not knowing Spanish, k? It's all bout the body language.

Pieces of Me

MyHeritage: Celebrity Collage - Roots - Old photos

Be Afriad of What's Behind You

hot mess trax

yeah i own it.

What to do.

Everything is so . . . I saw a great jazz band in a coffee shop. Total hottie next to me, but undoubtedly gay. Hard being a single girl in this city! I like the barista because she is cute, and I like her taste in music. I had a job interview today. Pray for me! Lord Jesus Christ Have Mercy on Me, right? And it has come to . . . this. I've captured the essence of the ocean. What more can I do. Speaking with my gramma and my friends - that is nice. But at the moment I don't feel for the phone. I need to clean this mess, but nah. I'm done drinking wine, like, all the time. Too much sugar. I have no groceries. Last night I made saag paneer with tofu as a substitute for cheese. The sauce was delicious, but the rest - something was up with the chickpeas. There were too many of them, and they tasted rather dry.





There is a girl who lives across the street from me. I wouldn't be surprised if we became friends since we are literally across from each other on the same level. She has an iridescent yellow curtain that bellows in the wind. Mine was blue, until I became sick of it's iridescence, right?

What's it all 4?

It's Wednesday, that means tomorrow is trash day. And I have to move my car the day after that. What do i see when i look out my window? Some guy, his dog; they are collecting trash. But actually what are they even doing? I noticed his coat - an upside down smiley face, a frown. Dog seemed happy enough though. I guess it's what they do. I guess he knows that Thursday is trash day here. Actually I broke glass when i was taking out the recycling, and I even cut my palm.

living in sf

i would not say it's easy, but i have come into some good luck. actually, this happened the same week I arrived. and i am so thankful of M***** for introducing me to my new friend, J*****. but I even feel that those days have passed. i am in my second phase of moving to this city. I am kindof staying in a lot and being a bit depressed. it's mainly because I cannot find a job, but at least all my days are free. that's kindof fun.

In the thick of it

I made an awesomely huge mistake today: I sent the following email to a representative for a job that I recently applied for.

Dear **** ****,

I recently went through your application process, including the creation of a time-consuming profile and style forecast. And what do I get in return? Your company has added me to the mailing list for . . . spam! This is outrageous. I am very disappointed in the way your company has tricked me in exchange for an email address. I will be deactivating my profile immediately.

And this is the response I received.

Dear Sandra,

Actually I had emailed you last week asking you to come in for an
in-person interview and never heard back from you. My intention
was not to "trick" you into to subscribing to the newsletter (it is actually
an opt-out option when you make a style profile).

You were actually in my top ten choices to interview so I am very
disappointed by your reactionary response. Have a little faith in
your fellow web citizen. Splendora's marketing efforts do not include
posting ads for full time positions only to trick people into subscribing
into our newsletter.

I will have your profile deleted immediately.


Okay, I call bullshit. She did not email me for an interview! Why would I not receive this one email, when I have received the others (as well as the unwanted newsletters)?

But still, I don't feel very good about this. I think i fucked up.

Also, I am upset in general. It is so hard finding a job. I think I really am in a quarter life crisis.

The city is cloudy today, and I have lost another friend/lover for what it's worth.

im taking a break from you.

because you deserve it and i never see you anyway. you are so dull, too. so, don't expect to see me around. i've known you for nearly one year, and that is one year too long.

I'm Not There

Just saw that flick. It was confusing, but that's crazy with Cate Blanchett and Heath Ledger. It was a big mish mash. So, as usual, just stting here, drinking tea. Listening to Edith Piaf. Things are . . . normal and boring, but slightly interesting in a disgusting and foggy way. I mean, yesterday on the bus I saw this guy flaking his skin onto the muni, and that was sick. Then today I saw even worse, but I saw the same thing in this city lady last Sunday, Bay to Breakers. Also, last night I saw two movies, The Girl with the Pearl Earring and All About My Mother.



It's pretty foggy here in this city. But that's kewl, whatevs clev. I thought i had a crush on this guy, but turns out, he's a douche bag. Big surprise. The other one is gay. That's because this city is filled with gay men. I suppose there's no other news. I really miss my friends. I can't find a job. I love the weather here, but the bums kind of freak me out. If I had a good job, I would live in a different neighborhood. Not that The Mission isn't The Best, it is just kind of filthy.

She, the city

what's going on with me today

Well, things are . . . great, I guess. No complaints, no complaints. I've been battling this feeling of unemployment on account of my loads of free time. But, you know I think I shall embrace this instead of fighting for a second job as I have (unsuccessfully). I mean, it's great that I can stay out all night if I feel the urge. On the other hand, sleeping very late is no good. But also, it's not like I actually am unemployed. I do have a job, it's just part time and I work weird random hours sporadically throughout the day. Basically, I've decided whatevs, I'll just be broke. What else do you really need besides food and shelter. Check and check. Only other things is clothes. I'm thinking of setting up and Ebay shop or something. Selling clothes. To all my readers, check back for updates on my online boutique.

MIA is Secretive

I don't even know how I ended up here. It was with some. . . bad judgement, a mini cooper, some girl asking for a ride even though we had 5 people in the car! (she looked like a geisha). But, MIA performed here. She was wearing a white wig, and i touched her on the back and said, 'You are the best.'

the shoes

New Track

yay or nay.

Ladyhawke + Tronik Youth

this one is a total Justice knock-off.

metronomy

nice voice!

i dreamt i was in heaven. . . .

chk back 4 more!

omg

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what's going on with me today

laying in bed still. sometimes it's great working from home. cell phone lost! daaaaaaaaaaaaang. now what do i do? it makes it very difficult to get a job ya see. ummmmmmmmmmms had a purty good intey at a kewlo company. gonna get er! right? but for now - the temping factory ;( boo, but at leasts ill have the money in em trees. i suppose i'm in a good mood. thx to all my readers. i really love you.

bonus

i'm miserable

some of you may know why. it's hard being an adult and bringing home the bread. i'm not giving up chk out this quote. "If you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold on to." Tao Te Ching thank you. And to all you bitches and haterz - pcaaaaaaaaw.

the mistakes i made today

started out @ 9 am - not time to get up! but I did, like, a little later than that.


there was some extreme retail therapy.



and no joke, it was intense. ugly?


2 pursed 2 pairs of shoes.

1 flannel.


sangria @ 3pm

basiclally, the only good thing is the cat - Chez. b/c he's just chill and does his thing. (even though I accidentally locked him out today). he is still the chillest of the day.

The Weekend

This time it was a mix of up and downs. There were some great moments. In fact, these outnumber the others. There were some disappointments, some missed connections.

I saw a film tonight, 'Everything is Illuminated.' And I thought it was really dull. Well-filmed, though. Imagine living in a field of sunflowers.


Also, today is Sunday and luckily I did some cleaning. I was talking with my roommate about how it is good to clean on Sunday.

The best moments of the weekend. 'Gilbert & George' and Frisco Disco. But I will blog them in separate posts.

Peer Pressure Blog

You're in sf. And what do you even do? You go out, you go to shows, you make connections. But then when you're at the bus stop, i think your stamina wears out after this woman is like begging for liquor even though it's too late. And this Irish man is telling you jokes. And then this cab driver is telling you she is having trouble finding a man. They are all valid, but it's not my problem. What does this even mean? And who are these people even?

KELLEY POLAR

Check back for my review. But here is something of this album. Above, two standouts in my opinion. Below, not my fvrt trk, but interesting video, don'tcha think?

A DAY AT THE PARK/ Homeless People: Recycling 3.0

It was a Saturday, and the grass was green; the people were hungover. Everyone shouldcontribute something to a day at the park. Mine - a beautiful Indian tapestry, delicately beaded with mirrors and embroidered with renderings of the majestic peacock; purple in color. This thing is rather large, too - three full size, full-length adults or more. Tapestry done brought good karmas to our spot yo.

There were a few things that happened, extraordinary and ordinary at the same time. In order of importance.

- Bubbles. Someone was thinking outside of the box.

- Silent dance party. Fun to watch, thanks kids for reminding me that I am in the Mission. Also, your fashion is faaaaaaaaassssssssssh. The red vest does me in every time.

- Renovated vintage suitcase, recycled into a boom box. No joke! Check back for the name of the artist.

- Recycling. If life were a park, there would be no waste. . . . B4 consumers have a chance to toss the kombucha bottle towards the bin, someone is ready to usher that thing into recycling heaven. Call me condescending, or even pointing out the obvious. But this developed system of need fares quite well for the environment. Thank so much!

- PERFORMANCE ART. I heard them coming . . . as if they were fleeing from stampeding cattle. Maybe a hundred foolz, screaming bloody and hell and running down the hill, through the park. Mass pandemonium. I'm like WTF. Should I run? What are they running from? Hundreds. WTF. . . . And then applause. Oic. I am in San Francisco.

BOYS NOIZE

We arrived. I had to pay to get in. Things were aight. Made my ways up front. Havin a good time. In awe when the man came out. I immediately noticed his clean appearance (is he gay?) I was "having a good time." Dancing. In Awe. Then. . . .

SOME GUY - what is his problem even? Will not leave me alone. He's on my back. Did I even initiate convo? - no. Did I even make I contact - can't remember. Why won't this guy leave me alone? What did I do to deserve this? What makes him think he can overtake another person? So, these other two guys - made him leave! XOXOXOXOXOXO
Dancing. Dancing.


Part II

Who are these meatheads?

cause all I can see is muscles.

They are chanting 'every day i love you less and less' - a BN computer-generated "lyric."

I'm like - WTF. And it goes on and on.

I can't take it.

I condone the entire show.

And now I don't like BN as much as I used to (#2 mst plyd on LstFm).

Renegade DJ

He was there. In the park. On Sunday.

Today I saw a Free Tibet protest.

A homeless man just found a pair of women's flats in the trash - put them back! Hair is matted, but not quite dreadlocked.

I've met the bartender before. French girl. Daaaaang can't remember her name, and I don't want to ask.

When I work too much, my mind becomes restless - I needs a break.

Glass of wine.