Chicago, Dead Body and Birthday
What a long time it’s been! So life has generally been crazy for me. My mom visited, then Kate was here for two weeks, then I was in Chicago for a week. So much has been going on. On top of that I seem to have lost my mind…along with everything else. First I lost my keys and bus pass during Bay to Breakers (have I mentioned I’m NEVER doing that again. Well, I mean it. Never. Ever. Not that it wasn’t fun. But NEVER again.) Then I lost my cell phone in Chicago. You understand all this happened within 10 days. So now I’m totally paranoid about all my belongings and constantly check and recheck to make sure I have everything.
Other than that things are mainly good. It’s crazy to me that my sis is now a doctor. It’s just so weird. I mean, she’s wanted to be one since she was 2 or something so we all knew is would happen some day. I just can’t quite believe yet that day has come. Hmm what else…I saw a dead body at Transbay terminal about a week ago. I was walking to my bus and saw cop lights all over the place. As I got closer I saw police tape everywhere. Just as I said to Claire “what the fuck is going on” (said to her over the phone – yes, the one that was lost a mere 72 hours later in Chicago) I looked about 10 yards to my left and saw a huge, fat man laying in a huge, fat puddle of blood. They were just putting the sheet over him as I walked past – not really sure what happened. Nothing was on the news about it, I guess because it’s not really that big of a deal even though it shook me up a little.
So I have a birthday coming up on Tuesday. I was telling Rene yesterday that I wish my birthday was a month away, because I’m just not feeling it. I was going to have a party, but then decided to cancel that (no, I’m still not telling anyone the theme. I will use it at some point in the future because it’s THAT KICK ASS.) Then Dan talked me into at least having a dinner with my best best best friends. But I really wanted to go to the Kezar and I really only wanted to go to the Kezar and one of the playoff games starts at 6:30 on Tuesday - so that’s out. So now I don’t know what I want to do. Whatever. Oh – and if you haven’t heard, starting this year I’m turning 39. It’s a long story as to why, but for the next 30 or so years I’m sticking with it. So get used to it bitches.
If you haven’t emailed me your phone number – please do so. Recreating a phone book isn’t as easy as it looks.
Other than that things are mainly good. It’s crazy to me that my sis is now a doctor. It’s just so weird. I mean, she’s wanted to be one since she was 2 or something so we all knew is would happen some day. I just can’t quite believe yet that day has come. Hmm what else…I saw a dead body at Transbay terminal about a week ago. I was walking to my bus and saw cop lights all over the place. As I got closer I saw police tape everywhere. Just as I said to Claire “what the fuck is going on” (said to her over the phone – yes, the one that was lost a mere 72 hours later in Chicago) I looked about 10 yards to my left and saw a huge, fat man laying in a huge, fat puddle of blood. They were just putting the sheet over him as I walked past – not really sure what happened. Nothing was on the news about it, I guess because it’s not really that big of a deal even though it shook me up a little.
So I have a birthday coming up on Tuesday. I was telling Rene yesterday that I wish my birthday was a month away, because I’m just not feeling it. I was going to have a party, but then decided to cancel that (no, I’m still not telling anyone the theme. I will use it at some point in the future because it’s THAT KICK ASS.) Then Dan talked me into at least having a dinner with my best best best friends. But I really wanted to go to the Kezar and I really only wanted to go to the Kezar and one of the playoff games starts at 6:30 on Tuesday - so that’s out. So now I don’t know what I want to do. Whatever. Oh – and if you haven’t heard, starting this year I’m turning 39. It’s a long story as to why, but for the next 30 or so years I’m sticking with it. So get used to it bitches.
If you haven’t emailed me your phone number – please do so. Recreating a phone book isn’t as easy as it looks.
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