June 23, 2010
Hardly a loss.
The weekend was great, I got to go up to San Francisco and visit Jeff, while looking for an apartment with Juan. Were we successful? NOPE. We got the perfect place snatched from us, which is unfortunate, because I was really happy with the idea of calling the landlord Mr. Rogers. But we both learned to take apply right away, rather than waiting to see what else is out there. Which could end up being terrible at the same time.
SOME GREAT THINGS:
- Numerous zombies
- Walking everywhere.
- Holding hands again.
- "I work at McDonalds!"
- Coffee and pastry mornings.
- Back cracking methods and kicks.
- Frightening waiters who like to lean.
- Seeing Jeff's apartment, and staying there.
- Juan realizing he hated Chinatown (well, except for the woman karaoke-ing)
- Hoping to see the place above the doughnut shop, and going back again just in case.
- Thinking kids are retarded, but are actually playing a combination of freeze-tag and lava.
- Strawberry gelato with lower cheesecake layer and white chocolate chips sprinkled on top.
- Witnessing the condition of various apartments, from the stench of gas throughout, to a nice view from the rooftop, and a big disappointment with three doors owned by, Pearl and Larry, who we easily learned to not like. Larry, you will never be Roger.
Coming back home was quiet, but I should go again soon, perhaps this weekend.
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