A collection of life
So I was doing some hiking today and decided that I would like to try to get back into 'journaling' if for no other reason than to keep some of my goings-ons written down somewhere. Sometimes I do interesting things and I'd like to maybe look back in another 10 years and not read only about boys I wanted to date (i read through old posts a while back... that's all they're about). I'd also like people I like (mainly emily, possibly kristina, jackie or jess if they're interested) to start doing the same because I miss knowing those inane details about their lives. I miss them so much.
And so to begin. I've just officially moved down to SLO and am allowed to start my life back up again. I need to get a job, but sort of want to put it off because I want to enjoy the town a little first. I'm told that's not such a good idea. I might reconsider tomorrow.
I live in a cooperative living house called The Establishment. It's so rad. There's 19 kids total, ages ranging from younger to a bit older. We have house chores and house dinners, and in general try to have a family type atmosphere. I feel really lucky to have been able to move in here. Not only do I automatically have like 18 friends, but the group is awesome and the rent is cheap, too. I live in the red room, number 11. I have a couch, which I am psyched about. And a really comfortable 'adult' bed.
This morning I decided to go on my first SLO hike to Madonna (i think it's official name is Cerro San Luis, but there's a big M on it and the Madonna family here are big shit). While hiking I realized a couple of things. Thing 1 - This place is fucking beautiful. Places to hike, the ocean is 10 minutes away, there's no reason to ever not be outside. Thing 2 - I have FKS. Fat kid syndrome. While making an attempt at this hiking hill/mountain whatever you want to call it, I had to stop every roughly 20 feet for a break. I did make it to the top, but I was passed up by a group with a 5y/o kid who started hiking after me. And a bunch of chubby school kids seemed to be rocking it up harder than me. HOpefully this will remedy itself upon more attempts.
I've also become interested in eating 'better' in terms of trying to incorporate greens and such into my diet. I have very little fridge space, and cabinet space, so the shopping is probably going to be frequent. We also have a farmers market every thursday night and it is pretty intense. Tons of booths and people and a lot of locally grown cheap produce. I scored some carrots and oranges today (and grabbed about 20 other things from my brother) and look forward to next week, also. Unfortunately, I have eaten asparagus the past two days and now my pee smells awful. At first I thought it was the toilet just being dirty. Ohh no, nope. It was just me. Rancid. Haha. That sounds terrible.
Aside from that, it's been a solid day. Forming actual bonds with people is such a task. But I do look forward to doing it again. We'll see if these California people can hold up to their end of the bargain (that bargain being not sucking, and possibly being nice).
On a side note, I think I may have just been cuddle-booty called in the manner of stopping by (our house doesn't have locks) by a kid who I think is not straight. Hmm.
And so to begin. I've just officially moved down to SLO and am allowed to start my life back up again. I need to get a job, but sort of want to put it off because I want to enjoy the town a little first. I'm told that's not such a good idea. I might reconsider tomorrow.
I live in a cooperative living house called The Establishment. It's so rad. There's 19 kids total, ages ranging from younger to a bit older. We have house chores and house dinners, and in general try to have a family type atmosphere. I feel really lucky to have been able to move in here. Not only do I automatically have like 18 friends, but the group is awesome and the rent is cheap, too. I live in the red room, number 11. I have a couch, which I am psyched about. And a really comfortable 'adult' bed.
This morning I decided to go on my first SLO hike to Madonna (i think it's official name is Cerro San Luis, but there's a big M on it and the Madonna family here are big shit). While hiking I realized a couple of things. Thing 1 - This place is fucking beautiful. Places to hike, the ocean is 10 minutes away, there's no reason to ever not be outside. Thing 2 - I have FKS. Fat kid syndrome. While making an attempt at this hiking hill/mountain whatever you want to call it, I had to stop every roughly 20 feet for a break. I did make it to the top, but I was passed up by a group with a 5y/o kid who started hiking after me. And a bunch of chubby school kids seemed to be rocking it up harder than me. HOpefully this will remedy itself upon more attempts.
I've also become interested in eating 'better' in terms of trying to incorporate greens and such into my diet. I have very little fridge space, and cabinet space, so the shopping is probably going to be frequent. We also have a farmers market every thursday night and it is pretty intense. Tons of booths and people and a lot of locally grown cheap produce. I scored some carrots and oranges today (and grabbed about 20 other things from my brother) and look forward to next week, also. Unfortunately, I have eaten asparagus the past two days and now my pee smells awful. At first I thought it was the toilet just being dirty. Ohh no, nope. It was just me. Rancid. Haha. That sounds terrible.
Aside from that, it's been a solid day. Forming actual bonds with people is such a task. But I do look forward to doing it again. We'll see if these California people can hold up to their end of the bargain (that bargain being not sucking, and possibly being nice).
On a side note, I think I may have just been cuddle-booty called in the manner of stopping by (our house doesn't have locks) by a kid who I think is not straight. Hmm.