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[Oct. 4th, 2009|10:34 pm] |
"Can we listen to Lilly Allen now?"---says Allan boyfriend and former death metal lover. Totally cracked me up this morning.
Um, so it is a fact that there are strange people in the restaurant biz and creepy regulars no matter where you go.
Fiction, reupholstering is easy.
Fact, I found out I'm allergic to down feathers! and cute camel scarves. Now I'm going to the dermatologist to figure out how to get rid of rash and non-stop itching madness. And possible other allergies? You have no idea how much this sucks.
Fiction, neighborhood hollering and shout outs are funny. There's this same car who always honks obnoxiously for their booty call or whatever at about 2 in the morning and I'm seriously thinking about chucking something out the window the next time. Ear plugs!
I like the Blue Bottle baristas two doors down better than most of my coworkers....maybe its the coffee. My coworkers are all so uptight! And weird...Jes is seriously OCD. He makes me flatten the receipts and put everything away in a non-sensible, non-time conscious manner that is plain unnecessary.
Anyways, Allan and I are having a serious fight over our halloween costumes....he wants to be victorian zombies and I want to be popeye and olive oil zombies!
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[Aug. 18th, 2009|11:40 am] |
holy shit dude.
All of my closest friends are engaged. What? ALL at the SAME time? Seriously!?
First, well...there's natalie who is practically already married. Then there's Stasia who we all knew would be married first. Then Ere and now ROSE???
What's next? BABIES!?
Um, this is going to be an expensive year for me. I'm going to be flying all over the u.s. for weddings. One in Kauai one in Portland one in San Diego.
I think i found a place in SF by the way. Its in the panhandle. Pretty nice. My first apartment EVER! WOO HOO! All to myself!
Job situation was looking pretty good yesterday but i'm nervous because i didn't receive a call yet. I felt like there was a good omen in The Fillmore when i stopped inside a flower shop to dilly daddle and i talked to the gentlemen who owned the place that was playing the Amelie Soundtrack and he offered me a job as a florist! But I turned him down because i didn't think i would make enough money and the hours would probably be shitty. But it would have made a nice whimsical story....me, as a florist.
Now i'm just waiting. Waiting for a phone call from Pizzeria Delfina, hopefully. Waiting for possible landlord to call. But in the mean time i'll go to the mission and go look at furniture I can't afford and go to Paxton Gate, the really dope taxidermy store.
It kind of feels fantastic to be in san francisco again.
Who wouldda thought?
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| panic! |
[Jul. 25th, 2009|02:53 pm] |
uhhhhhh
i'm freakin' out about moving.
I mean, it wouldn't be so bad if:
-they werent cutting all the classes that i need from sf state to graduate!
-i had a job already lined up.
-if i had a place to live!
-if i wasn't so worried about allan having enough money to move up with me.
-if april hadn't decided to move back to san diego.
Excuse me if this is a little too wussy of me, but i like comfy living!
I like working in a place that I don't have to try so hard to earn my keep there! I already worked my butt off there for so long to get the good shifts and now i have to start at the bottom again!
I like living by the beach with easy weather and nice people!
I like being near my family and going to block party barbeques!
I don't want to leave.
oi! oi!
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[Jul. 5th, 2009|04:07 pm] |
There were a few things kind of haunting me from my past this weekend.
But i'm feeling pretty fabulous this morning and i'm pretty sure i'm flying past those issues right now.
Its funny how i feel like my 13 year old self sometimes and get SO introverted.
I wish i could learn how to not go there.
Right now i'm drinking a nice cup o' joe and planning a really fun anniversary night
Here's what i got:
-made reservations for this adorable french restaurant, Bleu Boheme. It has a very rustic, romantic feel. If you need more imagery, think of Le Vie En Rose movie...
-Then i'm blind folding Allan and taking him on the Bahia Belle that goes around mission bay to get waisted at cocktail hour.
-Later on....we will devour a really awesome fruit tart for dessert back at my house.
Um....i think i did a pretty damn good job planning if i do say so.
i give you, the Bahia Belle!
I'm so excited!
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| Pink lilly |
[Apr. 9th, 2009|08:38 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
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| [ | music |
| | susanne-weezer ( i like it better when allan sings it, i miss allan) | ] |
The sun was warming my back while i sat in this mellow patio area of a co-op in South Park with a good friend, Jarod. This smiling old lady in bug eyed glasses with long black hair handed me a pink lilly out of the grocery store's dumpster as she strolled on by. It was so sweet. As i scanned the neighborhood....i just felt so at home. Right above the bustling city is this neighborhood with old wooden houses, over grown lawns, and old ladies sitting in their rocking chairs, chilling on their porches. Besides all that, the latte the 4 inch curled mustache wearing grocery store clerk made me was perfect. He knew how to make a damn good coffee.
Jarod and I had a nice chat about worries and life. He is such an awesome new and unexpected friend. I feel like he's family ...like a cousin or brother or something. About 5 months ago we took an eight hour drive together as strangers and talked every minute of the way. Covered almost every controversial topic thinkable and badda bing badda boom, Bffs.
It makes me so happy to see him doing so well right now. He just moved into this really cool small house with a 40 year old rockstar and a never present dj/graphic designer. The rockstar is hilarious though...he is straight out of Almost Famous, one of the band members of Stillwater. I kid you not. Hes a little more of a late, modern 60s vibe though. He decorated the whole house that way. They have square furniture and plastic, plexi glass coffee table...way Mod, way Jetson's style. I love it.
Anyways, I wish i knew my fate for after August. I wish i could move to South Park.
And have a porch.
And a small dog. |
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[Apr. 1st, 2009|11:19 pm] |
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I guess i'll post since no one else has been.
I didn't realize i would start missing allan in a matter of 8 hours, i'm such a lame girlfriend....it just finally hit me he is gone for a month. No spooning. No sharing Funny's frozen yogurt ( there's no way i can finish a small by myself.) No borrowing his t-shirts for dance class. No funny weiner jokes. No company to listen to Love Line with. No making sandwhiches for him to take to work.........well that i won't miss that much.
this sucks.
But i have a fun filled month ahead of me.
Since allan is going to be all ripped from his ridiculously long bike ride.
I've decided to work out too.
I'm going to try and bike all the way up hill st. with out stopping!
I also would like to be able to do the splits by the end of the month.
im going to get a painting done a week. at least.
AND get all my homework for the rest of the semester done for multimedia class
AND have 1200 dollars saved by the end of this month.
and take a trip to the Getty.
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[Mar. 6th, 2009|08:18 am] |
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I'm about to go on a run.
Im not a running type of gal and i just ate a bowl of granola and yogurt...i don't think i'm supposed to eat before running...oops.
I'm trying to get prepared for when Allan leaves for a month. I need something to keep me occupied so i don't get all paranoid and worried about him. He's going to be biking from Portland to San Diego and he just bought a fold up hot plate thing....I thought he was going to be staying with friends the whole time but apparently he has decided to rough it in the wilderness. He promised to call everyday, so that makes me feel better.
I wanted to make him something for the trip. Maybe a decorated fanny pack? Maybe a new decorated do diddy for his bike wheels? Maybe a stephanie decorated bike map!?
I need a new good book. Maybe i'll make some sort of goal for the month...like a painting a week. And running. I'm starting to run again (wait....i don't think i ever officially ran consistantly before...so cancel that "again"). |
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[Feb. 10th, 2009|08:42 am] |
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I had In and Out for the first time in a very long time.
It was a much needed chocolate shake with double double.
Yesterday was such balls.
I got my little butt whooped by my jazz dance teacher. She loves to work the hell out of my weakest spot which is.....good right? it's good to feel like totall shit for an hour and a half in areas I didn't even know i had muscles.
Then u.s. history was ridiculously boring, but my prof is an all right dude. He has this really adorable east coast accent. Then i had about an hour to get together this lame ass Design project. Its this assignment where we had to cutt little 8/16th squares and somehow put a design in them with an exacto knife then repeat 60 times. i totally effed up the execution of this 7 hour project of delicate cutting. I was so angry. And i lashed out at Allan, then felt super awful.
But we met up and rented Californication which made me laugh and Allan scratched my back the whole time and whispered sweet little nothings. He is the most amazing person. I'm so lucky to be with him and I'm so excited for valentines BUT I AM PANICKING about what to give him. He wanted a painting but i'm in a painting rut right now. I was going to do something oober (oh my god, i havn't used that word since the 8th grade) cheesy valentines day typical. I was going to go buy some bike gloves (like street biking...not motorcycle leather chaps style) and a little bike cap and some lingerie and put together this hot biker girl outfit....hahah. But then i thought my idea was so good I let it slip and told him. Now i need a new plan.
I don't know what to do. I only have about 3 hours today to figure it out. |
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[Apr. 29th, 2008|02:34 pm] |
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Uhhh...
I'm going on a date with Nick Shobelock??? what!?
hahah. i have a feeling this is going to be pretty comical.
I can't stop thinking about 6th grade when Ms. Nieto kicked him out of class because he wouldn't stop farting.
So this weekend is Stasia's big 21 and we are going to have martinis at Old Venice and go dancing.
And i think i'm supposed to go to t.j. with Jesus and Forest (cutest gay couple ever) for more dancing. They told me I have to wear really high heels...I think that means drag show? I'm pumped.
I really don't want to work tonight.
Tuesdays are too slow to make any money.
But Sunday night...however...was stellar. Shannon and Tony tipped me out 15 bucks each.
Normally i get like...$8. They are pretty much my favorite. Shannon got me the job at O.V. and I have a fatty crush on Tony but it doesn't matter because he dropped the big g-bomb (girlfriend) last week.
Dude. I have so much crocheting to do. So many birthday presents.
Oh and i found out that i have to take another semester of German.
I am so screwed. |
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| AY! don't be a schmuck! |
[Apr. 20th, 2008|09:47 pm] |
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'Aight. Earth day is the 22nd.
Take a glance at this really awesome San Diego based non-prof organization.
"One Buck for the Planet"
http://www.onebuckfortheplanet.org
It's just a buck and you don't have to do it every month or anything. Plus you choose where you are puting your dollar out of a long list of other well known non-profs. Then you can watch the ripple affect you create with your dollaaah.
Sweet deal.
Do it.
And put my email down when you sign up (smay@sfsu.edu).
Thanks pals.
-Steph |
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[Apr. 19th, 2008|09:42 am] |
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Last night was really fun.
Actually, the whole day was awesome.
I had some tacos with my dad and laughed about ridiculous things...i don't really remember about what now.
And we talked about living situations. I might move into the catalina blvd. house sometime soon when i can gather up some roomies.
I love that house. I was born in that house. I love the apricot tree and the back room with the huge fireplace .
Then i took my little sister for ice cream. Introduced her to chocolate chip cookie dough.
Then i grabbed some apriciot ale and headed to Twiggs to see Stosh play.
There was a guy who played after her that was amazzzing. Really digged his blue grass style. He played his guitar like a banjo. It was fantastic.
Afterwards we hung out at Stasia's and i bonded with John a little bit. It was nice...because i don't think i've ever had a good time hanging out with him and he is kinda going to marry my bff so things had to get a little different.
I have to get ready for work.
But i feel like the winds a changin' and there's definitely some good things comin' my way. |
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| Just call me Stephanie live-j-poster girl |
[Apr. 15th, 2008|09:30 pm] |
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Soooo...
Is it wrong that i've got the hotts for an 18 year old boy? Who is uh...graduating this year?
It's so wrong.
And messed up.
But whatever. I can lust.
I'm completely avoiding this human development presentation i should be working on.
I'm meeting up with him tomorrow at the farmer's market.
He draws designs for a surf company's t-shirts.
We will see if he is any good.
Can I just go on my Seattle vaykay , like, now?
It kind of blows sometimes working for a really beautiful and romantic restaurant.
I just found out Extraordinary Desserts is hiring and I was thinking about applying.
I'm also thinking....baking school?
I think i might be good at it and actually really love it.
Also thinking....peace corps next year?
Also thinking, Eddie's vegan oatmeal chocolate chip cookies late night dessert, right now?
yes.
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| "Mean Girls" post high school...restaurant style. |
[Apr. 14th, 2008|08:49 am] |
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Let me just recap my working weekend
Thursday- Bakery at 4am -2pm. Babysat at 4pm-10pm.
Friday- Served at 10am-3:30pm. Babysat sisters 3:30-5:30. Hostessed 6pm-11.
Saturday- Bakery 4am-2pm. Babysat 5pm-12.
Sunday- Bakery 5am-2pm. Hostessed 5pm-11pm
I'm tired.
I woke up at 7:30 thinking I had a UCSD workshop at Mesa. But they changed the schedule.
Last night was rough at the restaurant.
So i get to work and one of the servers is all, " Sooo...you're working the Saturday shift now ?" And I said, "I don't know. I'm scheduled to work this Saturday though."
And she goes, "Well. I work the Saturday shift, " glares at me and walks away.
It was all in the tone. That bitch hated me. The Saturday shift is a big deal because you're the only one there and you get all the tables and make bank. SO I guess her and the busser are bffs. The whole night the busser didn't feel like bussing any tables. So i was seating people, bussing tables, making desserts and cappiccinos the whole night. And then i walked in on the busser answering the phone saying it was me and saying ridiculous stuff on the phone. Basically,
they are trying to get me fired.
I'm guessing the busser is pissed too because i moved up to serving so quickly.
So, now what do i do?
i'm in one sticky bitch sitch, that is for sure.
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[Apr. 10th, 2008|06:16 pm] |
guess who just bought their plane ticket to Seattle.
yeah yeah yeah yeah!
that's me.
for ere's big 21 celebration. stasia is going too.
there better be lots of hot men.
and I better get trashed since i didn't drink at all on my 21st.
and get lots of stellar trinkettes.
and hear lots of good music.
and rock it.
p.s. i just want to gush about Old Venice. I love working there.
The chefs are all super dope and make food for us every shift...like tons of food. I had fajita tacos and then a greek salad and then a chicken filly cheese sandwich. And some pestachio gelato. they are all so hilarious...we were playing "would you rather" and Ivan was all "would you rather eat cow eyeballs or make out with a 90 year old man." haha. |
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| the snoots come out when your down |
[Apr. 3rd, 2008|12:50 pm] |
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Dear journal,
i just mangled my toe by dropping my car keys on it.
so panera has its quirks.
today, kyle, one of the regulars. grilled me about my life on my break.
i kind of needed it. A reevaluation of my goals and what i believe in.
It was kind of awkward when he brought up relationships. And i kind of slipped somthing out that was snootie. Not intentionally, but i was uncomfortable. I guess it also had to do with my ego being a little trampled on. The snoots come out when you're down. And i think he wants me to go out with Jeffrey, the most socially inempt person I have ever met. And looks like Alf Afla but he doesn't wear cute suspenders.
I'm a serious crocheting machine lately. I'm makin' me some placemats, a cami, and some stellar embroidered beanies.
Cross your fingers that i make some mondo dough tomorrow serving!
A while ago i said i was going to take up kickboxing and i think i'm actually going to do it now.
Watch out! |
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[Jun. 11th, 2007|11:44 pm] |
dear diary,
All right. Let's be real for a second.
The past two days i have never wanted so bad to not be single.
At work there was this copus amount of bridal registry. All these brides-to-be explaining to their hubbies that a Magmum Decanter really does nothing but hold wine pretty like. And they were just so deeply gazing happily at each other. I was so happy just being in their presence. I just remembered the other day that someone once told me i would make a great mom and i think it might have been the nicest compliment i have ever received.
On another note
today i looked at bug books in golden gate park with ilan and then went to the beach and found skipping stones and jelly fish and watched the birds effortlessly float in the sky by the strong winds. Tonight just absolutely killed me. The dinner party at april's made me a wreck. I miss being somebody's girl. Its killing me not knowing if he is into me. Im almost to the point where i need to just ask him and move on because its such a tease being around his adorable freckly hands. He has the most beautiful freckles i've ever seen.
Tomorrow will be a glorious day because rosa is back in town and we are going to rock the world.
Love
Steph |
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[Apr. 28th, 2007|04:04 pm] |
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Dear diary,
Gotta just gotta gotta gotta gotta just gotta keep my chin up.
Somehow i ended up with an entire semester of work to whip up before finals.
Thats what happens when my professor gives us until the end of the semester to turn everything in.
Thursday was a day of luck. I met my new apartment plus roomies + kitty. I have a beautiful yellow room with new hardwood floors and a pretty view. Then Rose called me at 8pm to tell me that the Avett Bros. were playing at the Great American Music Hall in an hour so i got on the bus and made it there 10 minutes early and still managed to be right in front of the stage. The opening band gave me their gin and tonic in the middle of their performance which was stellar. On our way home we managed to talk the cab driver into giving us our cab fair for 15 bucks instead of 22 which I think is a first in san francisco history. It is fact that cab drivers never bargain.
Last night we all went to Rose's fashion show at the De Young Museum and saw the Viviane Westwood collection. As well as admired the attractive art students who showed up pretty stylin' since it was free museum night for college students. It was quite the turn out! Then Rose's parents treated us all to dinner down in the Panhandle at some cute hole in the wall restaurant.
I miss home a lot, lately. I'm worried about this summer being in SF in a new apartment with new people and hardly any friends staying. I'm nervous it's going to be really sad and i won't have anything to do. So hopefully i'll find an orginization to volunteer for or possibly a new job. Who knows, maybe being in the more beachy area of SF will bring new friends and adventures?
Love,
Steph |
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[Apr. 12th, 2007|08:29 pm] |
dear diary
ASHLEYmuhfur and I just pounded it. then high fived. we are steLLAR. southern comfort and ginger ale is delish. so i'm really sad to leave the family (aka Kristin and Jeff and Portland.) Portland was good to me. its still good to me. Therefore i'm moving here ASAPular. When i get home i'm learning to play the piano because i bought a 5year old learning book that is splendorific. I am also doing a lot of things to change my life. Like trying to move to Portland. I'm also goind to spread love and joy~!
it' food time. bye
Love,
steph |
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| jeff plays good music and i love life |
[Apr. 9th, 2007|08:04 pm] |
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dear diary,
Portland is beautiful. The loves of my life are cooking veggie pot stickers by scratch in the cocina.
It's really nice to be somewhere completely unfamiliar with truely sweet hearted hospitality. I'm drinking a beer named Fat Weasel Ale that is surprisingly delightful and we are going for bowling a little later on after our bellies are filled. I'm not really sure what we are doing tomorrow and that is great. I love waking up to the rain tapping the sky light above the guest bed. Kristin has a bunch of crocheted blankets that are bright yellow and green and a floral 70s couch that is cozy and groovy. Spring break is pumptastic.
love,
Stephanie May
p.s. remember Be Good Tristans |
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