May 09, 2005 23:26
I've been applying like CRAZY for jobs in Sacramento. Today's Monday and I haven't gotten a SINGLE call. What the fuck? I've gotten some e-mails, but only from people saying they couldn't read my resume due to clashing Word programs. Gay. Tomorrow I'm going to the temp. agency and having them set me up for some jobs they have in Sac. I figure if Andy will let me stay with him, then why the hell not? He said I could stay until I can get out on my own. PLUS I wouldn't have to pay rent. He's rich, so money never matters to him. And even if that wouldn't work out for some odd reason, I've always got my bro's Andrew and John.
I saw my friend Garrett Saturday night. Ok, I've always seen the apartments in SF. Small, dinky, cramped closets pretty much. But Garrett lives a few blocks from the ocean, and it's like a 5 minute drive to Haight/Ashbury. His house is fucking HUGE. His room is bigger than my living room. I never knew SF had big houses. They look hella small from the outside. It's pretty cool too, he has to buzz you in downstairs in order for you to even get to the steps to get to the front door. I could ramble on about his house forever just because it was so rad. I wouldn't mind living there. Really. I know it's a huge city and all, but damn. That house alone would be worth it. I love visiting SF, ESPECIALLY when other people pay for my gas, haha.