from first to third…

so, apparently, i am moving from the city that placed first, yes FIRST in “hard drinking” by Forbes, to the city that placed third! well, that ought to be a little bit better, oughtn’t it!? either that or i am going to show up and the whole city is going to think i’m a total lush..

this link will tell you all about it!

so, i started boxing my things last night…literally punching my things in the face and telling them to “go to san francisco!”…and it is a bit strange. i took the polaroid wall down, which seemed pretty sentimental and–oh, i don’t know–real! and boxing up the books. the easiest and heaviest boxes to pack! i’m really going to try to be discriminating about what i haul across the country, but i can’t seem to part with the books. oh well. three boxes ain’t too bad…

so, here’s hoping that i can find an apartment in san francisco p.d.q. to put all this stuff i’m packing so carefully!

apparently, too, i’ve missed seeing david hasselhoff in san francisco by a mere two weeks. bummer.

stay still…hasselhoff is like a t-rex, only sees motion!