15th of March
YEAH! Today was a great day, sweet sweetness caressing my sugar-coated gummi-heart! But I'll get to that.
My day started of by me getting up on time feeling very much like staying in bed, getting my clothes on and brushing my teeth while my cellphone recharged a took on a coat grabbed a couple of apples for breakfast got my phone and went out the door, when I got to the metro it was not crowded, it was actually perfect, I had to stand up one station and then I could sit down the rest of the way all the seats were filled and only a few people stood up, and I like being around people and watching people so I did, until I got to the embarcadero, I got of the metro-line and went up into the foggy moist air, and went onwards to the ferry I washed my hands in the public rest rooms because I had coughed a bit on the metro and wanted to try and keep my hands as sanitary as possible so I wouldn't get anyone else sick.
I bough a cup of coffee and got it almost before I could pay, then I sat down and watched the ferry approach the harbour, when it came close I went out to the entrance so I could avoid the massive amount of people coming from larkspur every morning.
When all the people had got off the ferry I went onboard and for the first time in a while I got to sit in the seat I have chosen as being my seat, the last two or three times I took this ferry some annoying goth girl kept stealing it from me, how dare she!?
But this was great! My seat was mine again, can anybody spell O.C.D.?.. Anyway, I think I saw some animal swim away from the ship but it was just out of the corner of my eye and when I tunred my head only the ripples in the water remained, it was probably just a seal, but lets play pretend that it was a great white shark! I ate my apples, drank my coffee and all too soon we arrived in larkspur, I walked the 50 minute walk to work, on the way I stopped in the food center to buy me some bread and pastrami for lunch.
As always I won't comment on work, which reminds me, I have to write a paper about my internship, but I don't know anything else about that, hmm.. I'll write someone tomorrow. But! What I CAN say is that I had a few breaks from work and one of the two (yes two), dating-sites paid off! A girl had written me because she found my remarks on the sites forum interesting, and because anyone who looked at least slightly like johnny depp deserved to be written to. Which made me happy, though I wasn't really interested in her partly because she was only nineteen.
I caught a ride home with one of the layout guys AGAIN, that poor guy must be so tired of me by now. But I have to get home somehow! When I got home I got another hit on the other dating site, which means she must have been up at around 3 pm, but anyhow that dating-site wouldn't tell me who unless I pay a small fee, but I had noticed who visited my profile just before I left work, and I kinda figured it must have been her, the mail I got from the datig site told me she was nineteen from copenhagen, and the girl who visited my page was, nineteen and from albertslund, so there was a pretty good chance, but again nineteen is five years younger than me, and I haven't even shaven my beard on any of the photos!?
But Bo wrote and I went downtown to meet up with him we went to walgreen's and bought candy, and then walked to union square where some big private party was taking place we began imagining who could afford to rent union square for a party, and it began to rain more and more heavily so we went home to bo's place, bo played a song he had written about a guy who was eight bull's(or something) strong, but only four straws long, and how his unhappy search for a house ends with him hurling himself too far away..
Then I went to montgomery station to get home, I waited around for a bit before the right metrotrain came, a couple of girls were going the same way as me, one of them had really nice features and a beautiful dark hair, I couldn't help but stare a little bit, I hope she took as a compliment instead of being disgusted and stuff.. But I got home and got online, I decided to be a dirty old bastard and contact the poor, poor girl who may or may not have pressed a button on a dating site that said; “interested”, even though she is only nineteen, and even though I had mostly expected the dating-site to lead to hilarious stories of complete and utter fail on my part which I could scribe in this the most sacred of all artefacts, my diary about san francisco, stories that would lead to many laughs and good times when read by the people.. Ahem, also I got online to write this tale of greatness, of bravery and of sweet, sweet stupidity!
Oh, and yes it was a good day because girls showed some kind of interest in me... That sounds sad..
