Adventures in Living Alone

Or: I am sometimes often a moron.

In case you were unaware, I moved out of SF. (More on why I'm pretty freaking okay with that another time.)

I am now residing in a Central Valley city that for work reasons I'll remain vague about, but basically: it's opposite SF, personality wise.

Wow, April (and also May)

Sorry for the extended writing absence. Even now I should be doing research and not writing but I'm sort of exhausted and my brain is in over-drive so here I am. A LOT has been going on. (And I started writing this post weeks ago and of course didn't finish so forgive the back tracking and then rambling as well.)

The State of Things

I want to caveat this all with: I really hate when everyone takes a moment of national importance to discuss how it makes them feel. Or to somehow color it as their issue. As if what happened is about them.

And yet.

I'm about to do that same thing.

So forgive me in advance.

I'm at work and it has been, like for most of you I'm sure, kind of a horrible week.

As the child, stepchild, and sister of cops, days like Monday make me more anxious than they did when I was younger.

La Vie

Man, I really suck at posting anymore, huh? About a year ago I was like, "I'm gonna write ALL THE TIME! And, like, dedicate myself to this and be on top of it! And get good!" The gods laughed at my plans and I think I did the opposite.

On the other hand, you should thank me for not just sprouting bs for the sake of sprouting bs. I could do that, but then it would diminish the value of this...free service that I provide that is most of the time me shouting into the ether.

Anyway, updates! List form!

Sorry!

Much like TK wrote yesterday, I got chided by my stepsis for not writing more. Hey! People notice when I don't write! What? Now I feel special.

Baseball and Nostalgia

Every year I think to myself, "I really want to head to a college baseball game at Stanford*." Then I pull up the schedule, take one glance at it, and inevitably forget about it again until the next year. Or my life gets in the way of going. But this year when I had that thought, I pulled up the Stanford schedule, saw they had a weekend tilt coming up against the Texas Longhorns, had nothing else on the agenda and thought, "Huh, that could be fun, let's see if we can make that happen."

I emailed Beth and asked her if she'd like to join. Beth is becoming my go to for random sporting events. She was on board. (We've now gone to hockey, baseball, and golf together. And watched the Super Bowl.)

Brain Melt

I'm coming to terms with that in my life, I will never be calm, cool, and collected around members of the opposite sex I deem attractive. Actually, I can omit the last part of that sentence. I'm just going to be forever awkward in pretty much all situations. But in particular around dudes.

This was especially true last Thursday night.