A Humorous Neighborhood Guide for People Moving to San Francisco
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WHAT. ARE YOU GOING TO SAN FRANCISCO.
(Did everyone know this already????)
and it’s four miles, not three and a half.
WHATEVER I REGRET NOOOOOTHIIIIIIINNNGGGGGGG
Today
was my first day of work.
AND MY PROFESSOR TOLD ME I GOT INTO THE GRAD PROGRAM.
I’ve checked the website three or four times since then and the “people accepted to this program receive financial aid to cover tuition and living costs” has not disappeared from the website.
PLEASE LET THIS WORK.
As in, sell some prints or a story or something, but I figure if the productivity happens the money will follow.
DO NOT DISABUSE ME OF THIS NOTION.
1. Be a fiendishly awesome intern. APPLY ALL MY TIME MANAGEMENT SKILLS. (Ha, ha. Well I DO HAVE THEM.)
2. Use up all the watercolor paper I brought with me to do PAINTINGS and/or ILLUSTRATIONS.
3. Finish my novel.
4. Write 50 pages of the church nonfiction book I have been thinking about. (Based on my thesis, currently more relevant than the railroad book idea, etc. etc. etc.)
5. Visit at least 5 cities outside of Lausanne. (translation DO NOT BE ALL DEPRESSED AND SOGGY LIKE I WAS IN KYOTO.)
OKAY YEAH I CAN DO THIS.
Tomorrow’s my first day at work, in case you couldn’t tell.
I would argue that it is not entirely my fault that my education consisted of a mere 14 or so classes about architecture, seven classes in chemistry and biology, five classes of Japanese, etc. etc. etc. I mean, MIT sort of encourages “diversification?” Sort of? I mean, yes, if I’d been more sure of myself I could have taken twenty classes in architecture. But I wasn’t. LOOK I STILL GOT AN OKAY EDUCATION. OKAY?
ugh I am awkward.
Am sharing a dormitory with some Italian architects. They asked me what my favorite American architect was, and all I could think of were architects I hated.
I have a story to finish tonight. I am not optimistic.
Party (gif version)
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rebecca is perfect, go forth and observe
Oy.
[desc. an illustration of a scatter of objects across a brown wooden table: an iPhone, a sketchbook, two computers, one slightly closed and reflecting the other in its top, a cup of coffee, a tablet, etc.]
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Not really all that startling to realize that at this point I pretty much equate visiting western Europe with cheap tasty palmiers in the grocery store.
Should I get a year’s membership to the WWOOF organization of Ireland? It’s 20 euro and something I’d really like to do (i.e. volunteer on an organic farm in exchange for a place to stay.)
Now am trying to find the energy to put them back on and go out to buy some shampoo.
I found EPFL, by the way.
I kind of wish I’d made time to get a checkup before leaving… I feel pretty good (if tired), but … something is a bit off. Hmmm.
THINGS such as:
1. Find EPFL
2. Buy shampoo and conditioner
3. Write
4. Sketch
OH SO EXCITING THINGS YES INDEED.
