||[Dec. 7th, 2006|12:52 am]
There's always too much to say so a short synopsis will do for now.
Thankstaking was spent at Huffin House in Oakland eating much food, giggling, drinking much wine, game playing, then falling asleep while watching Home Alone 2. Photos can be found here as ush but not too many cause my batteries died. Other dudes got em so check the friends list.
Next day me Katie Adam and John decided to set off on an ill-planned journey to Sykes Hot Springs in Big Sur. Always wanted to go camping/visiting there, this consisted of a 20 mile roundtrip hike up and down a 7,000 mountain. Pretty epic but really fun and we didn't kill each other and are mostly still friends and everything and we went in some warm (not hot) springs with a bunch of naked college students from Santa Cruz getting wasted. We all accidently dipped our feet in various parts of the river and Adam hurt his knee but we ate delicious food and our bodies were exhausted for days afterwards (like really I did not go anywhere).
I have been teaching jr. high in Hunter's Point i.e. the projects lately. It's pretty tiring, they asked me to be their permanent on-site sub but not sure if I can handle it or not. The pay is not bad and I could pay off loans and then travel after it ends mid-June, but it's a stressful job and the hours are longer at this school than most (extra pay to compensate, oh and benefits + 5 sick days, not much in the real world but better than I got). It's tricky because I might be doing some part-time work for AMP, the best most positive nonprofit ever and my always perfect job so it looks like I'll probably have to choose between the two, argh. Not complaining though, options are good.
Looking forward to a 2-week break soon, I'm behind on all responsible type things as well as crative endeavours. also will be cruising to Colorado with the fam for holidays so I'm hoping for a stopover in somewhere insane and gnarly like Salt Lake City. And maybe a friend visit too while I'm there. I'm really into writing again lately. I've always had this feeling that after the several years break I took from creative writing due to college essays then recovery from that experience and then a casual attempt to build a personal style that isn't obviously cliche there would be this outpouring of creative energy. It's been building up for a while and I think it might start flowing, like out the front door and down the street and everything even.
When I first moved to San Francisco I was so stimulated by all the new things that after a month or two I went into panic mood because I was getting "bored" by walking down the same street every day because it wasn't totally new anymore. Then recently I realized what you come to love is knowing the nuances in things, like the knowledge that comes from that daily experience which allows for detailed information and a noting in changes. Like which streets have the most dogs or children or double parked cars, or when there is new graffiti or trash/free stuff or a plant, or where is easiest to park a car or buy my favorite beverages, or the quickest/safest to bike down or where someone cute lives or where I see the old man sitting on his front stoop in the NAVY hat telling everyone who passes by that he loves them. It's nice when your surroundings become like a friendly person you know. And then you have this intimate knowledge of a place, like when Sam and I realized we had lived in San Diego for a long time because of all the shortcuts we knew, like how the quickest way to get to the airport or a show at the Casbah was to jet down this canyon in a quiet residential area.