friday, where did you go?

I got home about 20 minutes ago. Gee whiz.

So I got to class today thanks to my cool roommate Rikki who woke me up at 8:30 for my 9 o'clock class. I zoned out the whole class and stared at the chalkboard and scribbled down notes I didn't really pay attention to. Great way to learn. So after class, it was all nice and sunny, so I went with Lil and Noemi to eat breakfast at the Student Center. That was...nice. And the we got out of there and it was all ugly and muggy. You have got to be kidding me, San Francisco. How do you play with people like that? Not cool.

So I was home about three hours or so and I can't remember what I did. Go and play Snood and listen to music? And then Jessica posted up this really cool/nice/awesome thing in her MySpace blog that made me feel all...sentimental? Connected? Anyway, 404 rocks. Last thing I did, I think was watch the Britney Spears video with Angelica. What a weird video.

Noemi picked me up, and we went back to Taraval. By that time, people were there. Ellen, Jonathan, Vietnam, Frank, and Lil. We all hopped on the L-Train to Powell, and headed to the Metreon. See, I've never been to the Metreon, and it didn't seem that great, but we didn't see all of it. We just went there to see a movie, I <3>. Nar and Bryan came, and the movie started at 5:45. Man. So I fell asleep during the movie. Not that it was boring, I was just tired as hell. I don't know why. But so I fell asleep during the middle of the movie and woke up and it was still the late-middle. Its a funny movie, ya'll. Gets you thinking. And Jason Schwartzman actually seems kind of hot. And Mark Wahlberg is lots of hot.

After the movie, it was all dark out, and we went to eat at Mel's Diner. That was cool. The fries tasted like the ones at the DC, which was weird, but I had a BLT, because it reminds me of when my dad used to make them for me and my sister, and it was good. Both accounts.

We got out of Mel's and it was fucking sprinkling. The fuck is that?! Then it stopped. Got back on the train. Got back to apartment, packed up, left. Now I'm home. Do you know the way to San Jose? Nevermind, I know. Well...I'm sleepy still. I just had a glass of milk with a blueberry muffin. Delicious. I'm either pregnant or I'm going to jump on the red wave. I'm counting on the latter.

Did I mention that I saw Weston and Jessica at the Powell station as I was leaving? That was a funny coincidence, but it was cool to see them. It made me happy. Guess San Francisco's starting to feel a little like home. And then pull out the rug from beneath me and I'm home again for some party that seems like the party from LAST WEEK and the party that's going on NEXT WEEK. Too many friggin people born in October. Every weekend. Geez. And then when I got home, I got a call from Jessica about Weston and the GREAT LIE. haha.

Anyway, I think I should snooze or lose. I'm sleepy. Goodnight all. And if you're in the city, I think it'll be extra ugly tomorrow since its going to be ugly here and everywhere.