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I will only complicate you.

I’ve officially been in North County for a month. It’s surreal. It’s incontrovertible and here I am about to start school (but still jobless). During this past month I have mentally been making notes on the things that annoy me about this place; the things I enjoy and the things I miss about San Francisco. Here are those lists:

V-Town Annoyances

  • It’s too damn hot!
  • The coffee is never strong enough– where do you find a decent cup of coffee in the Tri City area?!
  • You have to drive EVERYWHERE– I HATE DRIVING!
  • I feel awkward getting drunk at home– Almost as if it’s not allowed…
  • 24 Hour Fitness is no longer in walking distance.
  • There is a rampant infestation of “Bros” and their “Hos'” and their ginormous, gas guzzling trucks.
  • My ex lives here– which isn’t a problem, but it is a problem.
  • I haven’t slept through a night since I’ve been here– So I’m always tired and take a lot of naps.
  • The surprised expressions I get when I confess that I don’t have a boyfriend and am not seeing anyone and don’t really have plans to– Shocker! I know. But much to the surprise of all Southern Californians, it is OK to be single and crave some form of independence (no matter how old you are). I promise.
  • The CL “Missed Connections” aren’t nearly as entertaining as the San Francisco ones.
  • I went from having a full-length mirror in my room that made me look ultra thin (nicknamed the “Skinny Mirror”), thus leaving me with a (false) sense of confidence, to a mirror that makes me look even fatter than I already am (nicknamed the “Fat Mirror”); leaving me with thoughts such as these: “You are a broke down, beat, fat ass. What happened to you?!” or “Why are you even bothering to get dressed and leave the house?” a la Liz Lemon style– Ignorance is bliss, people. Ignorance is bliss. Give me back the skinny mirror!
  • They still play Korn on the radio here. Yes. Korn. Did I just move back in time?
  • Everything is so spread out.
  • Cable– Sure, I no longer have to wait until the day after to watch the two (2) shows I look forward to viewing, but there is a lot of trash out there. Trash you get sucked into and before you know it, you’ve spent the whole day on the couch, melting your brain.

Things I miss in/about San Francisco

  • EVERYTHING!– Jay-Kay…kind of…no seriously, here’s the list:
  • My roomies– Three’s Company fo’ life yo!
  • Dolores park– Drinking there, reading there, people watching, etc.
  • Work pals– You know who you are.
  • The City life in general– Morning commutes on MUNI, Union Square, The Haight, etc.
  • Dive bars– Too many good ones to list.
  • The Many Mis-Adventures of Amy and Carissa.
  • The lack of fast food.
  • My house– Which isn’t actually “my house” anymore, but you know what I mean.
  • Roommate dinners.
  • Dining room dance parties.
  • Charlie’s (wasted) Angels
  • Friends, friends, friends– You know who you are too; don’t make me name names.
  • And a whole lot more that I don’t want to list, ’cause then I’m thinking about it and then I get sad.

Now, just to be fair, here is a list of a few things I actually do (kind of) enjoy about North County:

Some V-Town Goods

  • The Girls– Nat, Kate, Sissy and (yes, you too) Robin!
  • $2 Racer5’s on Thursdays.
  • Beaches where you can actually enjoy the sun and swim in the water.
  • Real Mexican food– And at some places you can get it anytime you want!
  • Free food/no rent.
  • The Guys– Meaning my friends here who are guys– you know who you are too (although I’m fairly positive none of you read this).
  • I won’t miss Decemberween– Assuming it still happens this year.
  • Snowboarding
  • The desert
  • Wide open spaces.
  • I’m now closer to my family.

So there you have it. I’m sure as more time goes on, I’ll have more to add to each of these lists but I figured after a month, this was a pretty good start.

On a closing note, a lot of us are starting school tomorrow, so to those of you who fit in that category, good luck! I wish you a happy, heathly semester riddled with well earned, good grades.

Hustlin’, hustlin’. Everyday I’m hustlin’.

I’ve been in a mood…you know what I mean? I can’t seem to shake it either. I thought I had toward the end of last week, but it’s back…what to do…?

I can’t sleep. I mean, I sleep, but it’s not real sleep. My mind hasn’t shut down since…? Won’t shut down. I dream and then can’t remember if what happened was a dream or something that actually happened in my waking life. It’s a weird sensation. It happens every so often. I just want to sleep. Real sleep.

Aside from the usual suspects–school, finals, work, etc. I think I’ve made a decision that I’m not very happy with. That I wasn’t really ready for. That I kind of want to take back. It causes me little pangs of pain; teeny, tiny panic attacks. I really did think I would be fine, but maybe I’ve changed my mind. When did I become this kind of girl?

I apologize for being so cryptic. Sometimes I can’t decide if something is blog appropriate or personal journal appropriate? Maybe there’s no longer a difference? I want to talk about it, and I don’t. Mostly I just want it to go away.

Still waiting on that time machine…