---- "B"
- bed - Currently the boy and I are sleeping on his air mattress that he used when he first moved to New York, some 5 or 6 years ago. Granted it's a pretty great air mattress, it keeps air in through the night and maybe even two and when the air starts slipping out there's an electric motor attached to pump it back up. Our living situation is this: The Red Headed Jew Boy has a pretty awesome apartment, but when you break it down, there are walls and doors but no real bedrooms, it's a super-glorified studio, and our part is the "dining area" a.k.a. the kitchen. So, there isn't much space. We are talking about getting a loft bed, the same Ikea loft bed that I had at the 13th St. apartment. It's the perfect solution, but makes me feel like a not-so-responsible-20-year-old again. AND... I have to buy Another mattress, seriously they are supposed to last like 10 years. How have I bought so many mattresses?
- bike - The public transit is pretty good in this city. A good cross-section of people ride public transportation, there are a few drunks, and smellies, but overall not so offensive. There are buses, light rails, Cable Cars!, and underground trains, and for the most part all electric and zero pollution. It actually goes places and the places I need to go. Monthly unlimited passes are only $45. But, it takes forever! Seriously, our apartment is about 3.5 miles from work and sometimes is can take close to an hour to get there. My theory is it's because so many people ride, the buses become weighted down therefor are just slow... There is a vast biking consortium here, of all types of people, not just die-hard cyclists and messengers. Normal people ride bikes. I think I want one.
- book - It's just been too long. sidenote: Can I still love books written by New Yorkers, about New York and that take place in New York, or do I have to start loving books about San Francisco, and do they even write those?
- bag - I got what I like to call "my stimulus package" and I will not use this money to pay bills or debt or things that I need. The Pres. wants me to buy stuff and that's what I intend on doing. He hasn't done that much much to please me so I'm looking at this as an "I'm Sorry" gift. I've been wanting a real Louis Vuitton bag for a while. The Canal St. fake has done me well, but I think it's time to dive off the deep end. Then I start second guessing myself, what if I really am Gucci girl, should I spend my $600 on a Prada, do girls like me even carry those kind of bags? All I know is I better decide quickly this money is "burning a hole"!
Pidge
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You can still read New York Books. It's still my compulsion to do that. Though right after we left, I didn't want to, because it gave me this weird sense of melancholy.
I'm trying to get to know L.A. through literature though. I've been meaning to find a good collection of L.A.-based short stories or something, because even though I love it here, I don't feel like the city is really mine the way I did in New York. At least not yet.
I don't know who writes about San Francisco. Amy Tan? I'm sure you can do better than that.
-Puerco
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