I'm lovin' you Shaheen

I came across this video this morning and had to share it. You need to watch this. This kid is an amazing singer. He is my hero. He made my morning. I feel somewhat revived and impulsive now. He's 12 and just rocked that stage. Maybe I'll try to get my second tat today...or something fun.

Thanks Shaheen.

Morning Saturday...glad you are here. :)

My Laundry Room Romance

Good Morning. :)

Last night I got to live out a minor fantasy. Ok so I understand how completely absurd this is but ... I always glamorized the idea of doing laundry in a laundromat. I always loved watching shows where they would lug their laundry in and sit on the washers waiting for their clothes to be done. I felt like it could be a cool way to meet people. Now I know I'm a surrealist in many ways but things like this just make me happy.

So, while I didn't meet anyone I really did enjoy myself. I walked in, put my $5 in the change machine and got my 19 quarters back...yep, 19, not sure why they don't give 20 quarters, oh the city. I put in my two loads, sat down on the orange and yellow 50s style plastic chairs, and threw my feet on top of a few of them and opened my book to read. Just as I was about to rejoin Raskolnikov's journey to freedom my best friend Chris called.

Perfect. I always like talking to Chris. He's like the older brother I never had except we are much closer I think than if we really were related. We fight at times like siblings and it always makes me laugh how intense he gets. While my clothes were twirling around in the water and bubbles, Chris and I were able to plan our road trip to Portland. Chris and I have the same taste in music. I think the best part of the trip will be the car ride there. We will most likely fight about it and I will try to convince him to play my ipod and after a few sarcastic words from him I'll win. So our plan is to drive to Oregon and walk around the town he was from then head over to see his sister Tiffany in Portland. While there it's all about eating good food, going to a concert, taking sweet photos and breathing in the wonderful Oregon air.

Tiff and I are kindred spirits. We became sisters almost immediately. We've never actually met but I know she will be a life-long friend. Our souls connect. <3

So eventually my load finished up in the large dryer and I grabbed my warm clean t-shirts, undies and socks to my apt to fold them. Walking down California St. to my apartment, I smiled to myself and quietly chuckled because I realized I finally had the opportunity to do my laundry in a laundromat.

Sometimes there is more beauty in the mundane than you realize. Just don't forget to look.

Discouraging Times

I met with an old Elementary school friend today for lunch. Turns out she works in the city as well at Conde Nast Publishing. As we met we got to talking about our jobs. She is in the same type of position as I am in my job. We are both in the advertising department.

While we both enjoy our industry ... we realize it's slowly dying. And really, we are not excited to move into Account Managers and stay in Sales.

So what do we do? Finding a job is almost impossible at this point. And if we want to remain living in the Bay Area, the salary we get has to match what we make now. It's so crazy to me that we, like so many others, are so unhappy in our jobs. But we feel helpless. It's discouraging and at the same time we feel lucky to even have jobs.

Big sighs from 20 somethings right now looking for their place in today's economy. I say we all quit our jobs, strap on backpacks, bring our cameras and head out to the open country in search of new adventures.

I'm a dreamer.

Apt with the Red Gate

Well...I did it. it's been a little over a week since I moved into my new place in SF. So I think I fell in love with being here the Sunday after I moved in. I walked over to North Beach and met up with some friends to read for a bit at City Lights Bookstore. Then we just decided to walk around and headed to Union Square to do some shopping then back over to North Beach and finally home.

We then grabbed a beer at Zeki's right next door to my apt and then headed to the Haight. I know everyone tries Hookah during their college years but I'm a little late on this. I never really had the urge to go even though all my college friends would go. So we went to a Mediterranean Restaurant there and ate delicious food and I had hookah for the first time. I'm not gonna lie. I sucked at it. 

It was my first real day as an SF resident and it was delightful. Fast forward to a few nights in. One major problem with my apt is that it is on California street where the cable car runs. I can live with the sounds of the bell ringing as it passes but the noise that I may not get used to will be the garbage man picking up the trash at 5:30 a.m. daily! Thanks for keeping our streets clean but c'mon once a day? Is this necessary? My window faces the street so I get the pleasure of hearing the loud truck pick up each and every trash can.

Then again...that is probably the only thing that is hard to get used to in the new place. That and the fact that it is freezing in SF at night! Brr. Here's to the next nine months in Nob Hill. I can't wait to get to know this city more intimately in the coming months. I heart SF.