San Francisco

OK so I went to San Francisco. I had never been. I was so excited. My first vacation in over a year. I went with Bryan (yes the one I said I love you too - more on that another day). How to describe it? I love fall. And it was fall. So I loved the weather. I think I would probably love the weather year round. But every time I visit a new city (Chicago comes to mind) I recognize how much I love New York City. No other city compares (though I have been dreaming about Seattle recently).

We walked through Haight (you could smell the body odor). We stayed in the Castro (Harvey Milk! - go watch that movie Amanda). We went to San Jose and visited Wine Country. We got lost a few times. I had to rent the car, but Bryan always drove. He likes to be in control (and he's an awesome at parallel parking).

I got hit on a few times. I got a new zit. But the people there (friendly - don't you just hate that? LOL). Not just friendly though, but unattractive. It's uncomfortable being hit on by ugly people. I called it the island of misfit toys (Christmas is coming - it's on a Friday this year!).

We had a room with a sink, but no bathroom. A bathroom with a toilet (but no sink or shower). And a room with a shower with no sink or toilet. It was a strange inn. An even stranger inn keeper. His name was Jamie. But was he a he? I think at one time. He was a She-Ra! (remember her from He-Man?). And of course he had to have an androgyunous name. But it was a story.

All in all a fun time. I don't think I could live there. Where can I live besides New York? Maybe Seattle (though I've never been LOL).

I need a new job. Anyone accepting resumes?