Housing Discussions

So here's my story of the day. Moral of the story...I'm not cut out for San Francisco. I'm too nice and I don't really want to harden up for the City life.

I woke up with a dry throat this morning because of the smell of weed wafting through the windows and corridors. It wasn't really strong, but enough to make me gag for some break of fresh air. I moved my car a few spaces to avoid a ticket, took a shower, and then took off to the last place on my list in the City. I got there fine. It was really hot today...they say it's always foggy in the City. Anyways, I get there and Daniel is waiting outside for me and I do my perfect parallel park and get out to say hello. He ushers me inside and shows me the place and his fish tank (a big point of the sublet is for someone to watch and clean his fish tank while he's gone). It's a lot smaller than I expected it to be. And not much room since his stuff will probably stay there. It's nicer than other places I've seen, but perhaps being a spoiled OC girl and then a spoiled SLO-Town gal, I really wasn't gung ho about the place. I tell him my standard "I'm looking at a few other places and will get back to you by tomorrow or the next day latest" routine along with "do you have any questions for me?"

He starts to chat about his life style and things about why his place is a great place and I'm keeping it conversational when all the sudden he cuts in with "I think we should keep in touch while I'm in China" to which my casual conversation pauses, and to make up for the silence I say "yea you should tell me how the teaching English thing on the side of traveling works out cause I'd like to travel someday and make a little income too." The comment had hit me, and then I'd let it slide. He says a few more things and asks me about my hobbies and lifestyle (hypothetically for if his place would be alright in my control), and then looks at his watch, picks up his coffee, and says "It's a nice day and there's that park I had mentioned just a block down. My next appointment to check the place out is at 1pm so we'd have plenty of time. Want to go for a walk around the park? We can walk and talk." Not thinking much of it, I smile and say sure. The park is really nice...for a city park...I guess. I'm still not a fan of San Francisco. Take me to a real park and we'll chat then...I'm talking like the Sequoias, Yosemite, Big Sur. But the dogs in the dog park were cute, and he told me more about San Francisco and his work. He seemed friendly enough and he's half Chinese half Dutch and surfs, but is out of my age range, isn't my ethnic attraction, and I'm just not looking for anything from the City. True I could just be reading into it that he seemed to like me, especially with giving me a hug at the end instead of a typical hand shake, but I'll still say the comment that I just kind of wish the City would keep it's grasps away from me. I am not interested in a San Francisco guy. Ha. Or maybe Russell is right. I just don't give anyone a chance and the guys I do like are somewhat oblivious (or would like to pretend to be so who knows). Story of my life.

Anyways, not necessarily because of the guy, but I'm crossing that place off my list. That only leaves me with one place that I really like. I called up Scott in Berkeley to tell him but I still have yet to hear from him. Hopefully early tomorrow. I don't think I have a second on my list. I'll probably scrap them all and start all over again...what an immense pain.

I grabbed lunch with Gloria in the Haight at Askew Grill. We walked around and got some kewl henna art at a tattoo shop for fun. Then went back to Chris' place, played some games, got some logistics worked out, baked some cookies, and went to Bucca di Beppos for dinner with her friends. It was fun. I'm bummed I missed the Brad Paisley concert though...majorly majorly bummed...totally didn't know it was today until it was too late. I could totally have gone. Oh well. I'm in Mountain View now with Leif. I love my friends...my wonderful friends. :) Thanks Leif and Justin for the roof over my head. And I must say that after all the place hunting I've been doing so far, this little apartment is luxury in comparison. I almost wish I could live here. A lot of my friends are down in this area too. Sigh.