Archive for April, 2008

April 28th, 2008 No comments

The bar downstairs is playing REO Speedwagon. The last song was Belinda Carlisle.


I went to krav tonight for the first time in a few weeks. And I rode my bike the 10 or so miles back. I’ve been coughy and phlegmy since the middle of last week, so I almost didn’t go. But I did. And as much as that hour sucks ASS, I’m glad I did. Now I’m really pooped. And I have a hellacious bruise on the inside of my right arm from ground fighting. I fscking HATE ground fighting.

Apartment is okay. I’m still not quite used to the noise, but getting there. I hope. I’m still spending more money than I’d like, but I realized that’s because I’m still paying off my credit card. And that’s mostly (mostly, but not entirely) from dental work. So that’ll get better over time. As long as I’m mostly done with dental work. I should get a hold of my dentist, they didn’t bill me for the last cleaning I had, b/c they anticipated I’d be back in for a crown. But the temp that the endodontist put in feels great.


dum de dum

April 21st, 2008 No comments

I set my smoke alarm off. Oopsie.

Stayed out wayyy too late Sunday night. Way too late.

I finally got my desktop down here. But I messed up the keyboard some how. Everything was filthy, so I popped all the keys off and went after 3 years of built up crud and my B key won’t pop back up. I think I’m gonna borrow a keyboard from work (one of the guys got a wireless one) for a pay period or so.

It’s raining right now. Spring time. Yeah. Of course, it’s probably 40 degrees. Weird Spring here.

Anyhoo, my throat’s a little scratchy, hopefully just from lack of sleep, so I’m hitting the sack.


So, the apartment

April 12th, 2008 No comments

The nearby grocery store (ACROSS THE STREET!) has fancy selections in their deli. Prime rib and the like. But they still have chicken strips and jojos. Hell yeah.

The noise hasn’t been bad, except for one night. They had a DJ underneath and the bass was WAY too loud. I’ll give them that as a mulligan.

Finally got paid, so I’m feeling better about money. I really need to not need more dental work soon, tho. But I have a cavity that needs filled. And the temporary filling from last week’s root canal will probably need to be made permanent. Le sigh.

It takes 10 minute to walk to work. Le yay.

I need to start exploring Nob Hill more. Since I’m right here, y’know.

And now, I’m going to take my bike out for a spin.



April 3rd, 2008 No comments

… antsy. Hemmed in. Nervous.

About money. Duh. I’m going through money like water, it feels. There was the move in, of course, the new mattress I bought, and general stuff. I moved the day after payday, so it feels like I’m going to run out of money.

I’m not, of course. It’s just me being prudent. Or cowardly. Not sure what. I do have more dental work coming up. And my desktop is REALLY. FUCKING. SLOW. And my laptop dies occasionally. And my credit card balance is WAY higher than I’d like it to be.

I’m not used to this free time that my commute used to take up. And I’m not used to not having mom to talk to. I want to go have a beer, check out the new ‘hood.

It’s First Thursday, and I think the first of the season that the sun’s still up for. I see a line at the ballpark across the street, it must be the Beavers‘ opener. Leaving work there were tons of Pearl District hotties out and about. Really not an inducement to stay home.

Then I think, NO! Save! Conserve! You’re going out tomorrow, anyway

I should go to the gym. But I burned out hardcore on the gym a few weeks ago and I know that it makes sense that I should stick to 2-3 times a week. But the closet door is mirrored and the sight when I get out of bed in the morning. Yowza.

Okay, I’m done whining. What’s good?

I’m smiling. I’ve noticed it the past couple of days, I can definitely feel the corners of my mouth turned up a little bit. When I stopped cutting my hair super short, I noticed that the percentage of women who hurriedly looked away when I made eye contact dropped. Apparently smiling has the same effect.

Well, imagine that.

(this is where you all yell “dumbass” at the computer).

Okay, I’m gonna eat something, and read a little bit. Then I’m going to go downstairs and give the bar I’ve been leeching wifi from some money. Then we’ll see what happens.