God I'm cool.

Today was also compliment Marie day. Why is the universe trying to suck up to me? The plot is so thickening.

You gotta play that music for who's listening, You gotta have someone you wanna sing it to

Man. Sometimes the mania is awesome. I am riding this high like no one's business. Life is responding. It's weird.
So yesterday was apparently "compliment Marie day". Someone told me I look like a kewpie doll. I mean I don't really know if that's a compliment but whatevs. Also a random like 30 year old midwestern lady at work was like "I just have to tell you that you're so adorable." I don't even think she was hitting on me. A bunch more people told me a bunch more things about how awesome I am. I mean, shit, I know I'm rad as balls, but it was all in all very weird.
Life is just fucking occurring. A boy wrote me a poem. He's the best. No one's done that in years.
And it was a good one too.
A person I really like just left the city. It makes me feel like a jerk. From those two statements you can draw your own conclusions about that, but I am going to miss him.
Also this kid at work has been leaving travel pamphlets in my locker. He doesn't know I know it's him as far as I'm aware. I'm trying to figure out the proper response while waiting for some sort of "climactic event" that I don't think is gonna happen. My first instinct was to just start hitting on him because I think it would make him really uncomfortable. I might still do that.
I just downloaded The Highwaymen's greatest hits. I miss that album and I need some country legends in my life desperately. I wish I could just sing country music for the rest of my life. How fucking sweet would that be? All whiskey and cigarettes and beer and steel guitars. Mmmmm.

My city is the coolest. And strangest.

"OK, first we had the dead manta ray, or whatever it technically is, over at Market and Montgomery streets last week. Today, dear readers, we have this dead starfish sighting at the bus stop island at Kearny/Market. What?"

More, with pictures:
Ray
Starfish

Let it ride, Let it roll, Let it go

*Winery pictures are here! It was super. I am tired.

*Alex and Veronica came to Alcatraz a while ago and I got them a private tour. Alex posted about it, with pictures, on his blog.

*Lost Boys II is so awesome. I wish it had Keifer though. But seriously, such trashy goodness.

*When we went out to breakfast today I saw a girl wearing a super cute utility belt. It became my mission today to find one. I ended up ordering this one in black. My only complaint is I wish it was leather, but the awesome leather ones I found were like $150 or only sold in Australia. It's a lot harder to find fashion-y, cute, non-fannypack utility belts on the internet than one would think.

Lose the feelings that are weighing me down...

The tall ships sailed into the bay last week for the Festival of Sail. I was working on Alcatraz at the time so I had some nice views of it. Too bad my pictures came out kinda assy cause of the haze. Still...

There are more pics in the set over on that thar flickr thing. Which I just got a Pro account on, so I suppose I'll be moving most of my pics over to, because at least they won't delete my pics and threaten to shutdown my account because someone reported my pictures as having nudity in them, even though they didn't. And then give me no way to contest this....I'm looking at you Picasa/Google.

• The Ryan Adams show at the Fillmore is sold out. I cry myself to sleep every night because of this. My only hope is that Joe can get me tickets since he works there. *crosses fingers* DON'T FAIL ME NOW!
  
• Winery is this weekend! I need it bad. I just need to get away, get wasted, and just let it all go. I'm going through some weird hermit, anti-social bullshit right now. It's really ruining my good times. Ha.
• There's been some weird coincidences these past few weeks. Synchronicity just might be in effect again. I'll investigate further and report back my findings.

• I have two tallboys of PBR for my day off that need drinking. And away I go.

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A Different Name, Same Old Game

Huh. It's crazy how intense and normal things can become in such a short period of time, and how much I've forgotten what it's like to be me...ha.

I was having a conversation with this guy at work and we were talking about how he's married and has no drama and lives this very domestic life. And man, as much as I hate drama and try to keep it out of my life, I really know that I never, ever want that domestic life again. I'm sure it helps with the complications that come with life but good lord, I can't imagine ever going back to it. It was the biggest waste of life imaginable. I mean I know it's for some people, and they love it, and NEED it really, but not this girl.

Other bits from my days:
*Pride royally fucked up my commute home. DAMN YOU GAYS!
*I miss someone to death right now. It's really rather tedious. If only all the giant Euros weren't constantly at my work reminding me of him..ha.
*Alcatraz is covered in baby seagulls these days. They walk around going "peep peep" and look like little grey emu muppets. I loves.
*I've been sick for a few days now and am so hopped up on shit for it that I can't sleep and I have to be up in 6 hours.
*I am currently on the last episode of Season 2 of Six Feet Under. I am so good at powering through it.

Moments lost though time remains

I was off today. I had some interesting times. I realized something awesome once I got home tonight, and I realized some other awesome things while I was out. I need to sleep soon. I am eating the most delicious cheesecake ever, (it is covered in chocolate!), and drinking beer, and Ryan (Ross' brother) is playing Burnout on the Xbox. Random things are making their ways through my brain. Here are some.

*Garth's blog, babyfight, always reminds me of How is babby formed?

*I am seriously SAD about George Carlin. The world needs more obnoxious assholes, as long as I'm not dating them and they're actually funny and insightful.

*This city amazes and surprises me every fucking day. I've never felt more at home in my life.

*My hair is the absolute perfect color since the dye job this morning

*Six Feet Under still rules the second time around

*I should wear dresses more often.


The End fucktarts.

Thunderdome and other happenings...

I went to the Death Guild Thunderdome party the other night. Probably the best, most fun night I've had since I've been here. Ross fought a dude in the dome, it was awesome. Lots of violence, great music, lots of drunkenness, check some pics here and here because they do a much better job of getting across the happenings than I would just describing them. (Pics are not mine, just some I found on the web)
You can see me in the background of some of the pics at the first link. I was smashed.

Had some other very good times last week. All in all life has been win++. Well, other than my sinus infection. It is not very fun, but I'm a big believer in "powering through it"...ha.

Lordy Lord.

Days are going by and maintaining in awesomeness. Every day I wanna jump around and kick people in the face, and I mean that in the best of ways. I have this whole violently happy thing going. I also wanna makeout with like everyone I see. I'm sure those things are connected. N E WAYZ (as the cholas say)...
I'm gonna be uploading some more pics soon, and there are a few over at my tumbleblog to check.
Now I must make with the shower and the clothing.

What up rock n roll fans?

Chris is playing rock band so the title felt appropriate.

So hey, I got a job at Alcatraz! It's pretty bomb, easy and people are cool and it pays really well and I like taking a ferry to work. On Friday some sea lions were swimming around the boat on the way to work, it was rad. Here are some pics I took on my lunch break:

Alcatraz

Funny story about working on Alcatraz: Friday I got my monthly bloody vagina visitor, aka my period, like a week early, so you know, not prepared. I ran all over that fucking island like 3 times, no tampons or anything anywhere. So I had to leave work early because there are no tampons on Alcatraz. Seriously. Just saying that phrase makes me laugh.

I'm off today and I need to clean the apartment and such for our BBQ next weekend. If I know you and haven't invited you, let me know and invite yourself. We will have a keg and burgers and hotdogs, which I don't even eat, and you know, assorted other BBQ things. YAYZ!

I was bored + they are both sexy as all hell.

Joan Jett and Justin Theroux Have My Vote for the

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• Things You Can't Do Coked Up
  GENIUS. And so so true.

More Pictures!

Paolo's Going Away Party

Around the 'hood/Golden Gate Park

Also....the new Nick Cave album = A-MAZ-ING

We made it!

San Francisco Move!

All it took was the help of two more guys, Ross and Paulo, a Dodge truck, a trailer, two days of smash-and-grab packing, and about a 10 hour drive. And then unloading it all as soon as we got to the city at around 9:30.

There are some pics there of part of our 'hood. More pics of the place and the area will be coming soon.

POW!

don't waste my time. this is it. this is really happening.

I'm trying to hype myself up and psyche myself out a little. I have this tendency to not think about things that are upcoming to avoid getting too anxious. But I'm moving to San Francisco in less than two weeks and I am stoked like you wouldn't believe. Ross signed the lease yesterday, it's a done deal.

It's a very very new thing for me to be doing exactly what I want to do, and to be happy, and to feel like the only people I have in my life are people who want me to be exactly who I am. Or who don't give enough of a fuck about what I do with my own life to want me to do something else. It's absolutely the way things should be.

I really need to start packing. Like NOW. Ha.

In random other Marieness, I have some sort of sensitivity or allergy or intolerance to something, and since I'm sick of feeling like shit every time I eat, I'm on this crazy elimination diet to figure out what it is. So I can't eat dairy (I already know I'm lactose intolerant, so I shouldn't be eating it in the first place), wheat or anything with gluten or whatever, corn or anything corn based, eggs, refined sugar, coffee, and a bunch of other shit that I'm going to have to subtract after a week or so. It is seriously the lamest shit ever. I'm having a super hard time figuring out things to eat, or drink for that matter since I can't have beer or coffee. Pray for me, people.

Tumblr Repost

I've decided I'm just gonna repost the last postings from my Tumblr blog once a week over here, because I am cool.

Wild Animal Park

We went to the Wild Animal Park a couple of weeks ago, because Chris had never been and since we're moving we're trying to get some "San Diego" shit out of the way..haha.

From Wild Animal Park

This baby gibbon was pretty much the cutest thing I've ever seen. It was climbing all over the place. Chris took video of it

From Wild Animal Park

Feeding lorikeets! Video Chris took while he was feeding them

Uh...me with some ducks...ha.
Many more pictures here and here

Taurus POWER

I ♥♥♥ anything with bulls.

Mix

Muxtape

Damn, I really miss making mixtapes. Not in some hipster/ironic/vintage bullshit way, but man I was just all about them in high school. Back then, music was just the language of communication between my friends and me, because everything anyone could want to say had already been said better by some awesome musician. And then the fun of trying to blend that into a message, or the fun of trying to decipher that message. God.

I still have an epic collection of casettes too.

And I’m gonna make an online mixtape for every one of you fuckers.

Cross-posted from my tumbleblog.

HAPPY EASTER BUNNY DAY!