home again, home again, jiggity jig
home again and never happier. there is nothing like vacation to make you appreciate what you've left behind. i feel like i love my husband more than ever and hate my neighborhood less than i did a week ago. unfortunately returning to work was not so pleasant. in fact, there is nothing quite like vacation to reignite the hate you feel for your job. anyway, until i have the gumption to forsake my salary and benefits i'll keep my complaining mouth shut.all in all i had a great trip to SF. the weather was beautiful, i was able to almost everything i had planned to do - like go to alcatraz. it was AWESOME. the audio tour was great, all the plants were in bloom, the little seagull chicks were up and about in their downy plummage. i couldnt walk the agave trail due to the nesting sea birds, but that's ok. i did me a really friendly and cute (female) park ranger with whom i had a great chat about the flora and the fauna and the natural history of SF and vicinity. i also had an amazingly fun time with my friend koray, who i had not seen since we graduated from high school 11 years ago. we picked up right where we left off and had a blast. he took me to baker beach and to the neatest, sweetest and saddest spot in SF - the pet cemetery. it's at the presidio and so most of the pets were military pets - but you wouldn't know that from the sentiments on the tombstones - yes tombstones. some were even granite and elaborately carved. one even had a p.s. inscription on the back of the stone. seriously i was on the verge of tears as i walked through it. what pet does not deserve proper memorialization?
seeing spoon again at two more sold out shows was also a little disheartening - for the reasons i have previously written about. the crowd at the fillmore shows were even more varied than at the 930. there were the very young, and very old, very drunk and very burnt out.
i feel a significant loss of innocence feeling - like what was once mine is no longer. i'm happy for them and all, but i still want them all to myself. i must say that i am so proud and impressed by jim and josh who are the most friendly, kind and gracious performers i have ever seen! i was a little put off by the fact that britt has a roadie for his two guitars and is always being photoed on the stage.
primadonna much?
the other weirdness from my trip is similar. i now know that no friendship will ever last and that makes me sad. after 12 years i think my friendship with t is over. this is the one friendship i tought would weather anything. unfortunately, it was very clear that we share so little in common now that if we did not have our history to fall back on then we would not know each other let alone be friends. it's tough too that he continues to treat me like the seventeen year old he first met. i just dont think we like each other anymore. sad, but i guess it's natural. another loss of innocence sort of feeling.
weird that i would lose one friend only to reconnect with another.
in any event i am so glad to be home. i do still wish that we could move to a new city - city life is so fun. but for the moment we can't and i am content to stay right here and enjoy my life in the little ville.
posted by bls @ 2:31 PM
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yay, i am glad you are back and glad that you had a [generally] good time. speaking of pet cemetaries, please please watch this documentary called "gates of heaven" by erol morris. it sounds silly but it's really poignant and sweet and i think you would like it.
so when's the trip up to NY to see me? ;)
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