May 30, 2004
This could be interesting....
http://sanfrancisco.sushifinder.com/
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 12:16 PM | Comments (0)
Sushi and other such things...
Today we apartment hunt, and damn do i love SF. It's like a city, but not. All the hills, the fog... The restaurants (which I haven't even BEEN to yet)... I can't wait to see everything!
Hopefully I won't be stuck behind the books too much.
/We are going to have sushi for lunch.
I will let you know how it is.
P.S. The home office for Craigslist is just down the street from UCSF. Wicked.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 12:01 PM | Comments (0)
May 28, 2004
Oh! Oh! And....
We found this SUPER DUPER DAMN YUMMY noodle place in El Cerrito (about 15 min from the center of Berkeley) called Katana-Ya Ramen.
Happiness is good noodels, I tell you.
And I got Bumble & Bumble shampoo with Rosemary, Pepperment and Tea Tree Oil. M'head's been itchy.
And an A's hat. WOOT!
It's starting to feel a little like home....
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 05:24 PM | Comments (2)
Finally.... time to sit and play...
It has been quite the eventful and child-filled few days here, going back and forth between Berkeley and Oakland. Between school dropoffs, errands and trying to get UCSF to actually pay attention to any of my requests, I have barely had time to myself... or just with Loody.
So of course, now that I do have a few minutes, I'm on the computer, and I just sat down to watch Mullholland Drive. Haven't seen it. Should be weird.
But it's great here. The weather is great (always cooler in the morning and then sunny in the afternoon), I'm making my mother's eggplant parmesan for dinner, and they have the best damn coffee ever.
There's this place called Cafe Roma or Espresso Roma or Roma Espresso or something, and they have some serious latte action goin' on.
Oh yeah, and I went to Rasputin's Music on Telegraph for the fist time yesterday and I thought I was going to pee my pants. And now I have my own Rasputin's discount card and everything!
More from the trenches soon....
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 05:14 PM | Comments (0)
May 26, 2004
California love.
I am now happily and safely laying in bed in Berkeley.
Love jetBlue. The flight attendent even yelled "WHooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," over the intercom as we were landing. Yay for the sarcastic airline with yummy snacks.
Adios Somerville.... Hola land of fruits and freeways.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 03:36 AM | Comments (3)
May 25, 2004
It feels like someone stuck a fork in my ear...
And then wiggled it up somewhere behind my eye, and now it's pushing its way out.
Yes kids, I have a migraine. Sweet, nauseating, stress-induced, migraine.
But all facial pain aside, casey and I bought a copy of the best movie ever... or at least coolest samuraibloodandgutsslashaway type movie. It's called Azumi and it's the bomb. Makes Kill Bill feel like Disney.
A little present for myself on my travel day.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 12:19 PM | Comments (0)
And now, I pack the shoes...
Finally.
I'm so nervous about the plane ride that all of my moving paralysis has now completely transformed. Well, sort of transformed. I am now able to actually put things in bags, which I can't say was the case before.
As it turns out, I used to have a plane phobia, which, after 9/11 turned in to an full on plane-psychosis. I'm afraid of the ride to the airport, afraid of walking on the plane, afraid of taxi-ing, taking off, the first 30 minutes (and the fact that since I don't worry as much after the first 30 minutes, it means something bad will DEFINITELY after the first 30 minutes for Karma's sake), any small bumps, noises (even normal noises).... oh the list goes on and one.
But that's why G-d made xanax. And lots of it.
P.S. For those of you who were worried, my stethoscope is tightly wedged between my white scrub pants (eeeep.) and undies. So hopefully the little trip down the baggage claim won't do any damage.
Oh oh! And I finally signed up for CPR, to be held in Concord, CA (like I know where that is). It's CPR for the professional rescuer, and I get to learn how to use the bag-mask. ANNIE, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT??
12 hours.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 08:20 AM | Comments (1)
May 24, 2004
I finally got off my ass!
The gods have finally stopped scowling at me, and after 3 meltdowns, 2 naps, and a number of snuggles with my cat, I packed 3 out of 5 bags (including clothes). Phew. There are still some things I need to put together, and I have to clean the porch tomorrow. But really, I'm doing OK.
The denial bubble has officially burst and I am now scrambling to get my shit together (well, right now I'm sitting on the couch watching reruns of the ass-funny show Just Shoot Me and drinking a Yoohoo).
And tonight is Samurai Movie night with the boys.
T-minus 28 hours to go.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 05:10 PM | Comments (0)
May 23, 2004
A time for pointless philosophizing...
As I sit in the middle of my living room, surrounded by things to ship, things to pack, things to throw away, and just endless things, I have come to realize that the hip hop artist Big Pun was also an activist and philosopher.
I Don't Wanna Be a Player No More has reached people across the globe, clearly making the statement that, even if you are morbidly obese, you can still be a good lay.
A lesson for us all, really.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 05:08 PM | Comments (3)
Now I have cat hair in my eye....
And mouth... and I'm itchy. And I have a furry beast getting in the way of my, oh, everything.
This madness has got to stop.
Oh, and you know you've been working too hard trying to figure something in Photoshop out when:
"UH baby, you LIKE THAT!??
YOU LIKE THAT, PHOTOSHOP!??
how bout we call in Paint Shop Pro for a threesome, huh baby? you like that???"
- Matt
Yet, it makes sense.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 04:07 AM | Comments (0)
Oh Lordy Be!
I'm being eaten by the giant pile of laundry that is our apartment.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 01:20 AM | Comments (0)
May 22, 2004
I don't think I'm ready for this jelly....
This whole blogging thing is like a train wreck. I can't stop myself. It's like reality TV on crack, and it's just getting bigger and bigger and bigger and I think it's going to make my brain explode (and is going to be the demise of civilization as we know it).
Part of me doesn't understand it, even though I haven't stopped writing since I bought my domain about a weel and a half ago. Why does anyone care what I have to say? I don't. I also haven't ever been much of a bandwagon person, but I am like, turning into the co-pilot of this one. Now when I'm out, all I can think about is what I am going to write, or what I have to say about the current situation I'm in. I am sleepwalking through experiences because all I can think about is blogging about them.
Ok, it's not that bad....
One of my many theories about blogging is that the act of blogging can justify all of the time we spend online anyway. When you blog, you can be like, 'See! I did something.... Who are you to say I'm addicted to the internet and all I do is sit around online all day. I am a WRITER!!'
Oh yeah, and it's also fun...In that kind of, I can do 100 things at once, including play online, and not have to talk to anyone and have them still know what I'm up to, kind of way. And I can sit next to Loody and do it, which is always fun. Oh yeah, and stay in bed.
Well, I guess as Outkast sings, "Motherfuck the wagon, come join the band..."
2.5 days left.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 11:31 PM | Comments (0)
Ah, lunch.
Ode to Chili's
by Miss FitsandStarts
Oh Chili's...
When we were starving and lost out by the Burlington Mall, you were there.
When there was not another restaurant in site, you were there.
In the land of no-carbs, only you could satisfy us,
With your salty tortilla chips,
Tangy salsa,
Tender, crispy, chicken,
And baby-back, baby-back, baby-back ribs.
Oh Chili's....
I have a tummy ache.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 11:25 PM | Comments (0)
My brother invented Vanilla Coke.
I swear. He was talking about it months before it hit the stores, and lemme tell you, it was not a pretty sight when it came out.
I am sick of people in my family inventing things that come out a few months later without OUR NAMES ON IT.
And I just have to say, it was my idea to make candy bars fortified with nutrients (hey, if cereal can do it, why can't candy, right?) and whaddya know, but suddenly there are advertisements for a new candy bar that is GOOD FOR YOU on the TV.
SO IRRITATTING.
Ok, I'm freaking out because I'm leaving in three days, and this is all I can bring myself to do.
I should be packing shoes.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 05:36 PM | Comments (1)
As usual, I have cat hair in my mouth....
I guess it's what I get for having three of them (plus Loody) in a one bedroom apartment.
But my stethoscope was waiting for me when I came home today, and I have a few things to say about this:
- OH DAMN!
- WOOT!
- It's a beautiful Littman Cardiology III with hunter green tubing and both an adult and convertible pediatric side.
- ER makes it look a whole lot easier to use than it really is.
- I thought I knew what I was doing (no, not from watching that assinine show), but I don't. It's so hard to get a good sound and not wind up listening to your fingers fubling around the bell and muffling the real noises.
- It's fucking awesome that I can actually start to listen to and understand what's going on inside there. It's like being in a vacuum... You can't hear anything else but the truth of the heartbeat or the grumbly noises of the stomach. It's breathtaking.
- Neener, Neener, I'm gonna be a nurse.
Hey, do you think if I held it up to the newspaper it would tell me what's really happening in the world?
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 03:20 AM | Comments (1)
May 21, 2004
We got a real type of thing goin' down, gettin' down...
Continuing my tangent from yesterday (on not being able to keep up with things and then being upset about it... yadda yadda) -- except this is different, sort of. I am utterly jealous of people who know about and are able to find the coolest shit. The funniest random web sites, yummy restaurants, movies that you never think you would go see but then once you do you can't believe you thought you wouldn't. You know what I'm talking about.
My friend Casey (aka Nerdle, aka "The Boy" is the perfect example of this.
Two weeks ago he was on a kick to go to every movie at Boston's Independent Film Festival (he went to most of them with FreckleGirl [She's another one of the cool stuff people, and she's his girlfriend]), but he wanted to see a samurai movie debuting for the first time in the U.S., at midnight. So I saw my first midnight movie, and my first samurai movie, and now I'm obsessed with samurai movies but that's another story, and it was just another in a long line of cool things he knows about.
It's sick, really.
But at least now I can mooch cool stuff off of people and make it seem like I know about the cool stuff. Maybe that's the secret.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 02:17 PM | Comments (0)
May 20, 2004
Current events my ass...
How is it possible that I read CNN.com and the Boston Globe every single day and I still don't know anything about what is going on in the world? Can anyone explain this to me?
Maybe it's just that I've maxed out my bullshit-o-meter.
Or maybe it's because CNN reads more like The Onion more and more lately.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 10:02 PM | Comments (0)
Sitting around with my thumb up....
Oh my god. Can't I just be in California already?
I know I have less than five days left before I have to leave, and I'm not packed and I don't really know what I'm going to do out there (besides be in class and clinical all the time) but I just need to be there.
It seems like the closer it gets, the farther away it is.
I'm going to miss everyone here, but I NEED to start this chapter of my life right now. And I don't mean in a few days. I mean RIGHT NOW.
This whole process - the whole hurry up and wait thing - has never made any sense to me and never will. And I am a pretty patient person.
5 days.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 08:54 PM | Comments (0)
A.D.D. Blogging
Rant to follow, so watch out...
I don't understand people who write blog entries that are like, 10 pages long. 12 paragraphs about absolutely nothing. I can't read those. It's like all the rules of web design and user interface go out the window and words just start to blur together and I think they are probably the cause of the migraine epidemic. I don't think anyone actually has that much to say in a blog entry, and after about a paragraph, it usually just sucks. I don't want to read a book, I want to read a sampling. And seriously, can anyone read that much text online? It's hard enough on a piece of paper, let alone a computer screen in the numbing flourescent light of an office, or when the laptop screen is getting a glare from the sun. Just say what you have to say and say it.
This is why I don't talk on the phone.
Blah blah blah blah blah.... blahblahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And that's all I have to say. I promise I will never write more than a paragrah, and a couple sentences. And maybe an expletive or two.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 02:49 PM | Comments (2)
May 19, 2004
My first nursing job...
Auntie Mary had lumbar fusion surgery. This basically means that she has had a piece of her hip lopped off and put up by her lumbar vertebrae to stabilize them so the bones don't rub together when she moves. They had to do this because one of those little discs in between the vb ruptured, and she had no cushion there anymore for when she was in any kind of motion. I would imagine that it must be what chalk feels like when it is scraped against a blackboard... if chalk could feel pain... you konw.
But now it's fixed, and she is recovering with her cane, her cat, her sisters, and me, at home...
So far the extent of my nursing work has been eating pizza, laying on the couch with her, and watching Kissing Jessica Stein with the commentary on DVD.
This is the life. I'm enjoying it while it lasts.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 09:21 PM | Comments (0)
Let the games begin...
As I was sitting on my front steps waiting for Loody to come home, because I locked myself out of the house (this was not the first time, believe me), I wiggled a large envelope from UCSF out from under the door....
Low and behold, I have 3 classes this summer ---- and 14 books to buy.
There's all sorts of math that can be done here, but it still doesn't work out to me having time to learn all of whatever is in those 14 books.
But let's see....
UCSF Tuition: $22,000 (+ another $12k because I'm from MA)
14 Books for 3 Months of School: $700
Having my ass kicked up and down in graduate school: Priceless.
But did I mentioned that I'm excited?
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 03:01 AM | Comments (0)
May 18, 2004
Just call me Mr. Clean.
Fixed.... Y'all get to hear this just once now.
I haven't cleaned this much since my parents would make me dust the house on Saturdays. I used to have to take every framed photograph off of the grand piano and dust each one. Maybe that's why I can't stand cleaning now. But I had to do it today.... Get the office ship shape so the next person can make it messy. One more day until I leave HMS forever!
But now that means I only have a week left in Boston.
And two weeks left before I am thrown to the nursing wolves at UCSF.
AYEEEEEEEEEE.
But at least I will get to eat fresh fruit.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 03:27 AM | Comments (0)
Can you hear me now?
What's up with this duplication business?
I really do have more to say than the same thing three times in a row.
Let's see what happens now.
Let's see what happens now.
D'oh.
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 03:25 AM | Comments (0)
May 17, 2004
OK, I have no idea what I'm doing...
Really. I'm surprised that everybody and their mother blogs because it's a bitch to set up. We'll see... I mean, I learned how to tie my shoes, didn't I?
Posted by missfitsandstarts at 12:55 AM | Comments (0)