Coffee?

I was heading out to the gym tonight and ran into a guy that I met in front of our apt during this 6-car pile up accident about a month or two ago. He was about a block away when he turned back in my direction. I was standing there in all my gym-gear glory closing the garage. He waved & turned back to walk towards me. He wondered where I'd been, hadn't seen me around etc.

We talked for a few minutes and he asked what my plans were for the week & if I'd like to get coffee. So he got my number and texted me later so I'd have his. At the very least I'll have a new coffee buddy and I'm in desperate need of local friends so I'm excited.

He seems very laid back & funny so there's possibility here. AND...the best part is...the first time he saw me I had wet hair pulled back into a claw, pjs & unbrushed teeth (gross I know) and this time I had no make-up, spandex pants & a big white tee. And he still asked me out. I'm liking this guy already. I'll keep you all posted :)

For My Auntie C (assuming this is the news you were talking about...)

After several months of agony, I've decided to take the rest of the semester off. It took me a few days to write about it because I wanted to make sure it was what I really wanted and of course I worried about judgement and others not understanding my decision. But then I realized only about 3 of you read this anyways and you are just the type to support me no matter what.

So the good news is is that SFSU will hold my spot and I won't be dropped and have to reapply. I'll have until September to mull things over and decide what I want to do. I'm not writing off teaching all together but I really dont see myself as a professor. I just feel over the whole thing right now. I don't like the horrendous competition and one-upping each other, name dropping authors and quotes just to feel smarter than the next guy. I feel like I'm writing to meet some experimental kick that they all seem to be on and I haven't produced anything that I'm actually happy with. It started to feel like the one thing in my life that was dragging me down. So I took action and officially dropped today. I'm hoping the next several months will give me some time to dabble a bit with new possibilities.

I'm kind of freaking out because I realized that without school and working out of my bedroom everyday my social life will be VERY limited. VERY. So the last few days I've been in panic-mode over that.

Sweets For My Sweet

So I just gone done making chocolate covered gummy bears. And oh my goodness do they look good. I want to roll around in them. I even used Hershey's chocolate...my fave :) Okay so I know that you're thinking that I'm supposed to be on this diet blah blah blah. And I have to say to that that I've lost 3 lbs in 6 days AND it's Valentines Day AND Kelly is flying up for the weekend and they're going to be our movie treat. So there. Enough justifying.

A list of upcoming events/tour dates for your viewing pleasure:

2/14-2/17: Kelly is in town
3/7-3/9: Napa Wine Tour with d, John B & friends
3/21-3/23: Vegas!!!

and the biggie:
My next scheduled trip home to LA: 4/17-4/21**

Jen and I are turning 25!!! Exactly a week apart. I'll be home the weekend in between and we're going to plan a doozy for Saturday April 19th so keep your calendars clear!!

Cold Fingers

San Francisco really is as cold as they say. Aunt Marilyn wasn't lying when she told me several times how cold the nights get and she tends to always be warm-bodied. None of my wussy friends (Jen) would make it up here, I'm afraid. They'd constantly be wearing snow gear day in & day out. My fingers and toes bear the brunt of the frigid temps. And then my wallet come bill time because my roommate and I have the heater running 85% of the time. But I'm not complaining...this is actually one of the reasons why I love it up here. You see, I too am warm-bodied. And I too have a new fabulous collection of winter coats that I get to wear around town.

I am absolutely in love with my wednesday night class. Truly a god-send after last semester. It's the one where we put together the literary magazine. My calling. Seriously.

I've been enjoying David Sedaris' complete collection on cd. There is nothing better than David Sedaris unless it's him reading his stories to you. I know how odd I must look to other drivers when they look over and see me cocking my head back, in full laugh mode. They most likely lean forward to see who is in my passenger seat - who could be that funny? And then when they see no one seated beside me, they automatically presume that I'm one of those crazy folk hopped up on some LSD. I should put one of those magnets on my car or at least a hand written sign assuring them that I'm not crazy, I'm just in love with David Sedaris. The end.