I left for San Francisco on Sunday morning at 6:15 am. I didn't have any trouble waking up that morning because I didn't sleep a wink that night. This was partially from excitement, partially from stress, but there are also other factors I'd rather not mention at this time.
When I got to the airport my flight had been delayed 40 minutes. No big deal right? WRONG! I had forgotten how much I hate airports and all the people traveling within them. It might have been okay, had I brought something to do, but I didn't.
After what seemed like an eternity, I finally arrived at about 10:30 am. My friends (I'll call them Bo and Anna) picked me up and we headed straight for the wharf. On the way, Bo was quite the tourguide, but for all I know everything he said could have been made up.
My first impressions of the city were that it's messy, and squishy. I don't understand why these people refuse to paint the outside of their houses! Pastel is no longer in style, and I think the rest of America needs to tell them that!
The Wharf was not what I expected it to be at all. I expected it to be a lot smaller, and shorter. It is still a really cool place though. Anna says the best part about working on the Wharf is watching all the Tourists.
We had lunch at a seafood restaurant because Anna was against Bo's first choice. I ordered a burger, I know it's not seafood, but I like to think of cows as the Whales of the land. Bo got fish and chips and after going back and forth between several options Anna finally picked a bread bowl with a crab like soup in it. None of us were very impressed with our food, but Anna hated hers. The crab in her soup still had the shell on it, so she spent most of the meal getting it out. By the time she was done it no longer looked appetizing and her hands were covered in ickiness (yeah I said ickiness), so she left the restaurant dissappointed and hungry. The moral of this story is " Never pick your second choice, and never EVER disagree with Bo, because you will never hear the end of it . . . from me, not Bo."
I won't bore you with every tiny detail of my trip, but some of the highlights include: seeing Batman in Imax, almost getting an apartment, getting pedicures, eating at Bennihana, seeing the city at night, and a dinner at CPK that I will never forget.
All in all it was a good trip, and I hope we get an apartment soon so I can move A.S.A.P.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Wahoo!
Tomorrow I leave for San Francisco! I'm not moving tomorrow, but I'm going for a visit and I am super excited. Plans for fun during my visit are as follows:
Walking across the Golden Gate Bridge
Swimming in the Bay - - - you say it's illegal, I say that only increases it's fun
Staying the night in Alcatraz - - - this isn't for sure yet, but once we swim in the bay, they will either throw us in there, or we'll sneak in since that is our swimming destination.
Looking at apartments - - - we still don't have one yet, and I'm getting desperate.
Stealing one million dollars - - - this will solve my budget problem, making it easier to find an apartment.
Applying for jobs at restaurants - - - I already have one job, but want to have two in order to get rid of that pesky free time I will have.
Seeing the new Batman movie - - - if everyone else is doing it, I might as well. Plus maybe I will learn something from the Joker that will help me steal that 1 million dollars I mentioned before.
Eat Cotton Candy - - - I just really like the stuff.
Go to the Fishermans Wharf - - - I want to see it because that is where I will be working.
So far that is all, but who knows what kind of crazy shinnanigans the three of us will get into. After all, we are one wild group.
Walking across the Golden Gate Bridge
Swimming in the Bay - - - you say it's illegal, I say that only increases it's fun
Staying the night in Alcatraz - - - this isn't for sure yet, but once we swim in the bay, they will either throw us in there, or we'll sneak in since that is our swimming destination.
Looking at apartments - - - we still don't have one yet, and I'm getting desperate.
Stealing one million dollars - - - this will solve my budget problem, making it easier to find an apartment.
Applying for jobs at restaurants - - - I already have one job, but want to have two in order to get rid of that pesky free time I will have.
Seeing the new Batman movie - - - if everyone else is doing it, I might as well. Plus maybe I will learn something from the Joker that will help me steal that 1 million dollars I mentioned before.
Eat Cotton Candy - - - I just really like the stuff.
Go to the Fishermans Wharf - - - I want to see it because that is where I will be working.
So far that is all, but who knows what kind of crazy shinnanigans the three of us will get into. After all, we are one wild group.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Exercise Catch 22
Over the past two weeks I have been working out at Bally Total Fitness. I got a two week trial online because . . . well . . . I gained a little weight and I didn't like it. Not a whole lot of weight, but enough to make me say " I think I want to lose some weight."
I know two weeks isn't really enough time to make a whole lot of difference, but I feel it is better than nothing. I haven't gone everyday because I was out of town for three days, but I have gone as much as I can.
I sort of know what I'm doing because I used to be what some people might call a "Gym Rat". When I was in high school I took a circuit training class as well as a weight training class at the local community college. After that I went to the gym religously until I moved to San Diego where I kind of fell out of it, with a few exceptions.
Anyway, back to the point of this post. The thing about exercise is that you feel great afterwards because your body releases endorphins to ease the pain you would actually feel if your body didn't release them. So that part is nice. Unfortunately, if you don't do it everyday or keep busy on the days you don't you pretty much feel like crap. At least in my case. I get headaches and feel guilty for not going . . . among other things.
HOWEVER, when you do go you are super super hungry all day long. Insatiable really. I, personally, end up eating way too much. Mostly due to lack of self-control, but still. So I ask . . . WHAT IS THE POINT? Sure exercise is good for your health, but I don't really care about that, I just don't want to be fat, and I'm pretty sure that's why everyone does it. In fact I have no doubt in my mind that's why people do it.
All I want is to not be so damn hungry afterwards! I remember the good old days when ephedrine was still legal. Why does everything that works so well have to be illegal?
Oh, I would also like to take this time to announce to my friends and family that I will be moving to San Francisco in August . . . right after I get back from my trip to Chicago / Indiana.
I know two weeks isn't really enough time to make a whole lot of difference, but I feel it is better than nothing. I haven't gone everyday because I was out of town for three days, but I have gone as much as I can.
I sort of know what I'm doing because I used to be what some people might call a "Gym Rat". When I was in high school I took a circuit training class as well as a weight training class at the local community college. After that I went to the gym religously until I moved to San Diego where I kind of fell out of it, with a few exceptions.
Anyway, back to the point of this post. The thing about exercise is that you feel great afterwards because your body releases endorphins to ease the pain you would actually feel if your body didn't release them. So that part is nice. Unfortunately, if you don't do it everyday or keep busy on the days you don't you pretty much feel like crap. At least in my case. I get headaches and feel guilty for not going . . . among other things.
HOWEVER, when you do go you are super super hungry all day long. Insatiable really. I, personally, end up eating way too much. Mostly due to lack of self-control, but still. So I ask . . . WHAT IS THE POINT? Sure exercise is good for your health, but I don't really care about that, I just don't want to be fat, and I'm pretty sure that's why everyone does it. In fact I have no doubt in my mind that's why people do it.
All I want is to not be so damn hungry afterwards! I remember the good old days when ephedrine was still legal. Why does everything that works so well have to be illegal?
Oh, I would also like to take this time to announce to my friends and family that I will be moving to San Francisco in August . . . right after I get back from my trip to Chicago / Indiana.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
You're Welcome
Okay, so I was thinking the other day about how parents always tell there kids to say Thank You. I myself witness this constantly as a server, and sometimes get stuck at a table for way too long simply because I'm waiting for some shy kid to just listen to their mother and tell me thank you.
But what about You're Welcome. How often do you hear a mother or father say "Say You're Welcome Honey!"
The answer is never. I know my mom and dad never forced me to say it. It was always " Say please Madelyn" or "Say Excuse me Madelyn." But not once do I remember them making me say You're welcome.
Well now, here I am, 24 years old and finding it almost impossible to say those two (well sort of three) little words. All I ever say is "yuppers" or "no problem". I think most of the time I'm afraid to say it because saying you're welcome is like saying "yes, I know I did a wonderful thing and you are now forever in my debt."
Thoughts?
But what about You're Welcome. How often do you hear a mother or father say "Say You're Welcome Honey!"
The answer is never. I know my mom and dad never forced me to say it. It was always " Say please Madelyn" or "Say Excuse me Madelyn." But not once do I remember them making me say You're welcome.
Well now, here I am, 24 years old and finding it almost impossible to say those two (well sort of three) little words. All I ever say is "yuppers" or "no problem". I think most of the time I'm afraid to say it because saying you're welcome is like saying "yes, I know I did a wonderful thing and you are now forever in my debt."
Thoughts?
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Grand Gestures
Grand Gestures . . . Women want them and men don't give them . . .well I guess they do in the movies, but that doesn't count.
So why do we (women) keep thinking they will happen? Lets face it, women are crazy and often think things that happen in movies will happen in real life. But don't men watch these movies too? Don't they understand that's what women want even if they say otherwise. Sometimes we tell them to leave us the hell alone . . . and yeah, sometimes we mean it. But sometimes all we want is that grand gesture just to make sure they are the right one. Perhaps it only happens when it's truly meant to be, and maybe I'm the only one it hasn't happened to yet. (if that's true, I'm even more pissed)
The point is, we like them, and sometimes guys, you should take a risk and go for it . . . even if you're not sure, because maybe that's all they really wanted in the first place, just to make sure you're worth it. Anyway, I just watched some girl movie so thats where all this is coming from.
I think a certain ex-roomate of mine would strongly agree, and that's all that really matters.
So why do we (women) keep thinking they will happen? Lets face it, women are crazy and often think things that happen in movies will happen in real life. But don't men watch these movies too? Don't they understand that's what women want even if they say otherwise. Sometimes we tell them to leave us the hell alone . . . and yeah, sometimes we mean it. But sometimes all we want is that grand gesture just to make sure they are the right one. Perhaps it only happens when it's truly meant to be, and maybe I'm the only one it hasn't happened to yet. (if that's true, I'm even more pissed)
The point is, we like them, and sometimes guys, you should take a risk and go for it . . . even if you're not sure, because maybe that's all they really wanted in the first place, just to make sure you're worth it. Anyway, I just watched some girl movie so thats where all this is coming from.
I think a certain ex-roomate of mine would strongly agree, and that's all that really matters.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Steve Carell
I was watching this show on E! called "The Red Carpet" and they were on the red carpet for "Get Smart", the new Steve Carell movie.
This got me to thinking. The only way I am ever going to meet Steve Carell is by becoming famous. Sure, I could stalk him and perhaps pretend to run into him casually . . . but all that would get me is an autograph. If I ever want to have a real conversation with him, I MUST become famous.
It's just not fair. Professional Bowlers never really become famous, and I bet Steve Carell isn't wondering who the next Chris Barnes is going to be. This means I need to find another way to get that fame!
I just need to think about all of my talents . . . incredibly hillarious .. . the ability to cut my own hair . . . straw whistling . . . watching tv for hours on end . . .making dinosaurs out of clay . . . making plain t-shirts into t-shirts with dinosaurs on them. . . Wow, and the list goes on. Now all I need is for someone important to recognize these talents, give me a reality tv show, make the world fall in love with me (which, who are we kidding, wouldn't be hard), and finally have Steve Carell become one of MY fans!
Once all of those things happens, his people will be contacting my people and before you know it we'll be best buds.
This got me to thinking. The only way I am ever going to meet Steve Carell is by becoming famous. Sure, I could stalk him and perhaps pretend to run into him casually . . . but all that would get me is an autograph. If I ever want to have a real conversation with him, I MUST become famous.
It's just not fair. Professional Bowlers never really become famous, and I bet Steve Carell isn't wondering who the next Chris Barnes is going to be. This means I need to find another way to get that fame!
I just need to think about all of my talents . . . incredibly hillarious .. . the ability to cut my own hair . . . straw whistling . . . watching tv for hours on end . . .making dinosaurs out of clay . . . making plain t-shirts into t-shirts with dinosaurs on them. . . Wow, and the list goes on. Now all I need is for someone important to recognize these talents, give me a reality tv show, make the world fall in love with me (which, who are we kidding, wouldn't be hard), and finally have Steve Carell become one of MY fans!
Once all of those things happens, his people will be contacting my people and before you know it we'll be best buds.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Prayers Please
Here's the deal. My sister has 2 cats. Well, the other day one of them ate 50 feet of that string you sew with (what's that stuff called mom?) I know I said 4 on my twitter, but apparently it was more like 50.
She was puking yesterday morning so my sister decided to take her to the vet. They took X-Rays, and found the string in her stomach, with a high possibility that it will end up around her intestines. Then my sister took her to a cat surgeon where they quoted her an astronomical price. So now we are waiting.
My sister is watching her carefully, but here's the problem . . . they said to be worried if she's lethargic, continually puking, and not eating . . . BUT THAT'S HOW SHE ALWAYS IS . . . so we don't know what to think. Anyway, please pray for her or donate money for her surgery.
Make checks payable to CASH.
She was puking yesterday morning so my sister decided to take her to the vet. They took X-Rays, and found the string in her stomach, with a high possibility that it will end up around her intestines. Then my sister took her to a cat surgeon where they quoted her an astronomical price. So now we are waiting.
My sister is watching her carefully, but here's the problem . . . they said to be worried if she's lethargic, continually puking, and not eating . . . BUT THAT'S HOW SHE ALWAYS IS . . . so we don't know what to think. Anyway, please pray for her or donate money for her surgery.
Make checks payable to CASH.
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