the people living below us vacuum. constantly. i swear. it might be bec they have cats. it might be bec one of them has ocd, or something. or it might be a consequence of their drug use, which could possibly tie in with the ocd theory. in any event, it's kinda annoying.
re: the drug use. apparently the neighbor downstairs was arrested recently. bbg happened to be home at the time and saw the whole thing. when he asked the plain-clothed officers why our neighbor was in cuffs, the man simply replied, "he's under investigation, i can't tell you more than that." we suspect drugs since our neighbors look hella strung out/heroin addict-like. plus there are always weird/random people showing up. ie, homeless looking man with a bike and a tall can exiting the building in the middle of the day. OH! that's the other thing, these people dont have jobs since they're around ALL THE TIME. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
but they're really nice people, so whatev.
we went to
AsiaSF last night, which was cool. seriously tho, when are hot drag queens/transexuals who can dance really well and are really friendly not cool? exactly.
over the past few months i've come to the realization that my resume is pretty sweet and i should be less afraid of applying to jobs and grad school. in the spirit of this discovery, i'll be working on adding to my resume today. if hella people from daily cal can work at google right out of berkeley, i can too, right? im excellent at attending meetings. in fact, i secretly like them. a lot.
OH AND!! I have to do a research project and present it for work. wtf is up with doing school work when im no longer in school?