My friends slay me...

(10:46:06 PM) Marie: i see
(10:46:11 PM) Marie: maybe i am a sociopath
(10:46:12 PM) Marie: ha
(10:46:36 PM) Micah: heheh
(10:46:56 PM) Micah: it wouldn't be the weirdest thing about you :)
(10:47:03 PM) Marie: haha it's true
(10:47:18 PM) Marie: but i mean i cried IN PUBLIC about the andrew crap
(10:47:22 PM) Marie: so i must have some feelings
(10:47:23 PM) Marie: ha
(10:47:25 PM) Micah: i know!!!!!!!
(10:47:39 PM) Micah: it was like watching an android malfunction

I rule.

(9:47:24 AM) Charles: some how i think you do any walk of shame with a shit eating grin
(9:47:29 AM) Charles: and bed head
(9:47:45 AM) Marie: pretty much
(9:47:46 AM) Marie: haha

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

This raven:

Plus this raven:

Equals baby raven!

He's all beak and I ♥ him. His parents were giving him a flying lesson today once the island closed after day tour which is when I took all of these pictures.

Reunion '09. So. Good.

And now it's come to an end. It was so awesome, really one of the best times I've had. I can't even begin to describe how much it got me back to the right place in my head again.

Kill me.

There will be no "4 for Friday" post this week because my sinuses are hurting so badly that it's making me nauseous. I am actually staying home in bed on a Friday night watching movies because of this. I will accept all gifts of icepicks gladly.

I've had the flu for the past week and some odd days and this is just the tail end of that I think. I just hope it didn't somehow leave me with a gnarly sinus infection.

I will possibly post some songs or something tomorrow to make up for it, depending on how I'm feeling and if/when I go out holiday gallivanting. In the mean time, you should check out my flickr. I recently bought a new camera and I couldn't be happier with it. The first day I had it I took 143 pictures. Ha.

Here's a random sampling to whet your appetite:

Overheard on Valencia last night

Setting - Guy and girl standing in front of Ritual. I'm walking by with a friend of mine.

Guy: It's fake!
Girl: Pap smears are not fake!!

And scene.

I <3 you, San Francisco.

(12:20:20 PM) Marie: oh also on my way home
(12:20:27 PM) Marie: there was a girl on the train with her friends
(12:20:34 PM) Marie: who was like doing handstands on the moving train
(12:20:47 PM) Marie: she was really tall and was holding herself with her feet on the ceiling
(12:21:04 PM) Marie: then she was grabbing the handrails and doing flips and shit down the aisles
(12:21:11 PM) Marie: and hanging upside down off of them
(12:21:25 PM) Marie: and then she inspired a random guy on the train to do a backflip too
(12:21:28 PM) Marie: it was pretty magical

Overheard on the N last night

Guy talking to his friend on the phone: "He was like "You look like a fucking hipster" and I was all "I will stab you"."

(He was discussing how he got sucker-punched by some "Don Johnson looking motherfucker" and a few minutes prior had asked Robbie if his face was all red or if he was bleeding.)

Birthday Part One

So far the day has been uneventful. I went out for breakfast and had a mango mimosa. It was bomb. The weather has not been cooperating so I've just been hiding out inside, drinking rum and doing nothing. Garrett wrote me the best birthday email though. I miss my SD peeps. I will update later with more.

I hate these moments

When you realize that you really should have known better. I guess sometimes optimism or idealism gets the best of me, as cynical as I am. Everyone wants to believe that something that seems amazing is actually real, and actually *that* amazing. And so it goes.

I'm going to be moving soon. Nothing huge and dramatic, just up the street from where I'm living now. Nice room, cool people, found it on Craigslist. It occurred to me though that this will be the first time I'll be living alone (in my own room anyway) in my entire adult life. There was a small period there after Charles and I broke up where I had my own room, but I was staying with my Mom while trying to get back on my feet so I don't think it really counts. I wasn't even paying rent and I actually rarely ever stayed there.

So here's a new adventure. Hopefully it will take my mind off the things that are eating away at my insides right now. Adventures are usually good for that.

Lickity-split update time

• Sean Connery came to the island yesterday. Seriously. And I totally missed seeing or meeting him because that's apparently my fate at work.
• I bought a new laptop. It's the first new computer I've ever bought, and the first brand new computer I've had since I was like 16. Here is a picture.
• Logan, Logan's girlfriend Danielle, Robbie, and I, and assorted other Alcatrash, have begun a weekly drinking on Thursday thing, spawned from the original Traz-O-Rama, only now we get drunk and make collages. It's kind of fucking amazing. Pictures are here. More get added weekly.
• We are gonna start an Alcatraz blog, about the ridiculous shit that happens on the island. I will keep you all posted on when that goes up. Until then, you can entertain yourself with the Alcatraz Island Twitter feed, run by our own Ranger Craig.
• I got to go on a man overboard drill done by Alcatraz Cruises. It was pretty humorous. And it wasted like an hour of my workday. Pictures are here.
• I'm looking for a new apartment come April or May. Anyone need a roommate in SF?
  

Family Visit

So my mom and Scott came and visited last weekend. I got my mom more drunk than she's ever been before. We ran around town and had adventures. I showed them around my work. It was pretty fun times.

Valerie got me the best shirt ever for Xmas.

Chris showed my mom how to play Wii tennis.

Ross played tour guide and showed us around for a whole day.

Logan broke the rules and took us to the roof of the cellhouse.

More amusing pictures live here.

So before anyone asks...

I'm just going to list out what I did for New Year's Eve, because I don't want to have to recount it again. Instead I will be like "Go read my depressing blog, asshole."

• My night of unadventure began with disappointment and the only semblance of plans I had being fucked. I got ditched, by a boy that is scared of everything. Then I cried in my bed for a while.
• After I pulled myself together, which took very little time as my patented numbness came to the rescue, I drank the last 6 or so shots left in my bottle of 120 proof absinthe. Just guzzled that shit from the bottle like the pro I am.
• Seeing that my bottle of liquor was now empty, I went and got the Captain from the freezer and chugged a bit of that. Then Chris came home with a couple of bottles of champagne, so I went and hung out with him and Ross in the living room.
• We opened some champagne, toasted because Chris was going to a party and wouldn't be home at midnight and then I decided I needed to eat something, since I'd been abstaining from food all day. My new years dinner was a frozen salisbury steak and mac n cheese meal.
• Chris left. Ross and I finished both bottles of champagne. I drank some more rum. I talked to Garrett on the phone while halfway watching Iron Man. Chris came home disappointed and we had an awkward talk. Around 1 I passed out on the couch. Woke up at 4:30 and moved to my bed. The end.
  

"eggnog drunk is the best kind of drunk because it's festive!" - me, just now, to chris

I'm a cliche in my own mind.

I'm listening to the Ryan Adams album "Love is Hell", which is fucking amazing by the way. And what a succinct title. Angsty sorrow to the max, for sure.
I'm still waiting for those downloads to finish. All this for a blog post that had an entirely different meaning when I planned it this morning than it will when I end up posting it.
Either way I'm sure it will be interpreted in all sorts of ways. HA.
In other news I have a cold. Dayquil is pretty cool, but Jager is so so so much better.

¡Ay Coño!

I had a dream that Chris and I moved back to San Diego together.
Ugh.
I'm sure part of it had to do with listening to a voicemail from Garrett last night while I was half-asleep and full of benedryl and cold medicine. He was telling me about his move that he and Chad are currently making. I know the rest of it has to do with my stress levels and my bad habit of feeling like I need to spontaneously flee.
It was funny, in the dream I was all excited that I was going to be living like a block from Garrett but then as soon as I actually got to SD I had a ginormous panic attack and was like "OH FUCK NO NO NO WHAT HAVE I DONE?"
It was terrible. Ha.
I have some music posts planned for later today. Just waiting for things to download and such.

Photographic evidence of my fail:

I felt I should document my lameness with adorable pictures. Also the bruise is soooo much worse now than it looks in these. Man I am cool

My hand is made of swollen.

Today I punched a hole in my wall. Yeah.
I haven't been to that place mentally in quite a while. I don't want to be there anymore.

Marie: i'm glad i only get emo for like 10 minutes
then i'm all like "oh my god i am too fucking cool for this"
ha
Charles: self importance is helpful for ignoring other peoples bullshit

Hear fucking hear.

Um anyway. Life is life. And I hate nothing more than people who are scared of life and scared of themselves. And I need to fucking remember that.

Photographic update time:

My hair is pink for the time being:
I used some shitty red dye over the old dye cause I didn't want to have to bleach my hair again. And then when I did bleach it again, this is what happened. I'm kind of digging it. So I'm letting it stick around for a few days.

Also today I had the best shopping day ever. There was treasure all over the place. My two favorite things I got:
Kickass aviator hat for the rain!
Velvet jacket with an elf hood!
Ha.
Also apparently Russell Brand was at my work today. And it was my day off. I am terribly upset that I missed getting to wink at him. And see his tight, tight pants.
Le sigh.

Yesterday

I was in nearly the best mood of my life. I kinda knew I would be for various reasons, not least of which was on the bus in the morning this boy was on there who is like the most perfect specimen of hotness ever created (except he has horrible fashion sense so that appeals to my "I really wanna take you shopping and dress you up" deal in a major way...ha). I hadn't seen him in at least a month so I knew it was the sign of a great day. I'm sure my salivating over him made him very uncomfortable.

God.
I am fucking hilarious.
:)