dolores park, castro, pretty bikes and melanieeeeeee!
whew.
okay.
had to get that out of my system.
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i woke up ass early, almost thought id been glutened again, but then realised i simply ate too goddamn much at like, 4am so my body just hated me. in any case, i got up and felt better after coffee and my stomach meds kicked in. snowed last night here...
kinda.
we got maybe and inch max, and due to the fact that its texas everyone went batshit. pretty much all melted now, its actually gorgeous outside, i may go to the gym in a lil bit but theres been a bazillion wrecks today so driving might be silly. just riding around might work, gym tomorrow is a must though. cant be getting all fat and gross, last thing i want is to show up in sf and be like "hey, dont mind me i just gained ten pounds in the six months since ive seen you" okay. maybe not ten, but it feeeeeels like ten.
anyway.
i found tickets to sf for 200$ roundtrip, and i got them bitches.
heh. i lasted, what, a month here? already climbing the walls.
i think this time im going to seriously talk with mel about moving, as in who would need a roomie/rent/work/school etc.
i just need a change.
i know the shit in my head wont stay in austin, its alwys going to rear up wherever i go. but. still. its nice knowing san francisco is MINE. it isnt my moms or my dads (although he went to art school there), it isnt an ex's or a place i discovered with one. i went there alone. shit, that summer was the most fucked up summer ever. ay possible awful thing that could happen did. pretty sure i wouldnt have lasted. so, the tickets were a birthday present from my bestie. kindof a consolation prize for not being able to afford visiting a girlfriend in cambodia. it was the only city i could come up with i genuinely wanted to see. mel met me up there, but i had a good three days all to myself to poke around and do what i wanted. and another four or five to just fuck off. i had soooo much fun. mel ended up moving there that december, and i wish i had done the same. so i guess i get to see if falling in love with a city can last two years without it going stale from neglect. we shall see, kids.
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