Am I sick or is this allergies?

I can't tell if I am sick or have really bad allergies. The weather is finally warm and with it I have developed a runny noise and the sniffles. But am I sick or is this allergies? If it is allergies than this just sucks. They should just call it chronic sickness because you just feel sick. And due to this sickness I got no studying done this weekend. I got a lot of nothing done this weekend. I have almost finished one of my arm warmers so that is good. And I cleaned my room a little bit. But that is about it. I need to study-what is wrong with me? Tonight. I will study tonight-after the gym.

Yuri's wedding is this weekend and I am pretty excited! It has come up so fast. It will be nice to be away from the city for awhile and have some time off. I get next Monday and Tuesday off for Jewish holidays so I will have a 5 day weekend. whoo hoo. I think I will probably be bored and lonely because no one else will be off but oh well, I am sure I will manage. :-)

The Bus

I hate the bus. No matter which line you ride or what time of day a ride on the bus is never uneventful. It is really bad now that school has started and teenagers ride the bus. I think I hate teenagers more than I hate the bus. Yesterday there was a whole hoard of them on the back of the 49. One of the literally ran from the back of the bus to the front WHILE IT WAS MOVING. They then proceeded to throw aluminum cans at each other and wrestle. On my way out the door I saw one nice teenage boy smack another teenage girl across the face. If I wasn't sure I would not have gotten jump by the pack I would have pulled him by the ear and given him a piece of my mind. (although I have to admit I felt like smacking her across the face too but that isn't the point)And do you know how much noise teenagers make? Why do they have to yell everything that comes out of there mouth? I think my favorite bus story is when I got on the bus and the overwhelming smell of piss had a procession of people sit down, look around, check to make sure they hadn't accidentally pissed themselves and then cover their noise and mouth, trying not to breathe in the noxious fumes. Apparently there is a "famous" homeless man who rides the bus and REEKS of piss so badly that it strongly infects the whole bus. There is also the time on the 22 when on the back of the bus two gentleman were doing a scheme similar to three card Monte and managed to weasel $20 off some unsuspecting tourist. Then there is always the run of the mill crazy person on the bus who likes to yell for no reason at anyone who makes the mistake of making eye contact. I like too how every bus has its own personality. The 45 and 30 are marina buses and you will find numerous women wearing rings that must weigh a ton talk on their cell phones about nothing at all. Then there is the 22 which goes from the marina to the ghetto and always has someone with something colorful to say. The 49 and 47 are what I like to call the teenage hell bus. The 19 is just simply THE BUS. It doesn't get much worse than the 19. And then the good old 38 which we fondly call the dirty eight. And if you have ever been on it, you would know what I mean.

Progress and then not so much

So I started my arm warmers and they are really really cute. I was even thinking today how perfect they would be for the office because I am wearing a t-shirt today and although I am also wearing a coat it is not that comfortable to sit at your desk wearing a coat. When my arm warmers are done I won't have to anymore. And because they are fingerless I will still be able to type. Perfect. On sadder news I have to frog the sweater I am making because it is way too big. Argh! I did a gauge swatch and everything! Oh well. The pattern isn't that much fun either so it might be a while before I pick that project up again.

I have started studying again and plan to devout the weekend to this. Not so much fun but it must happen. I am going to force myself to study outside the house for if I study inside the house I tend to find things to distract me, like a glass of water or a trip to the bathroom. I am still thinking about where to apply-maybe London? Why not right? They have programs that qualify in the US and London has always been my favorite city. It is awfully far away but I don't know, could be great. New York is seeming less and less appealing to me. I don't think I have the right kind of wardrobe to live there. Too many pretty people. I think a place where everyone has bad teeth is much better. We'll see. Now if Spain had a program that qualified, I'd be there in a heart beat!

I am so excited!

So I know I already have a huge knitting project on my hands but I like to look on the internet for patterns to see what I can find and today I found two patterns I am really excited about! They are both arm warmers and I feel like I have been looking for a good pattern for months, and to find two in the same day! Well, I can barely control myself. I have already pledged to go to the gym after work but now I don't know. I just want to go home and knit knit knit. I am going to have to see if I have any yarn that will work but if not, never fear, Urban Knitting is very near! (PS-The hands using to model the shorter warmers kind of freaks me out!)

An era has ended

The gloomy weather today pretty much matches my mood. Yesterday Stinky left the country and he is not coming back. He has moved back to Ireland and now our house is empty of his belongings and his presence. Already it feels so empty.

I feel so lucky to have known Brian for so many reasons. It was weird to walk into my house last night and know that he wasn't home and never would be again. I am just glad I have Genie here. I went with Dan to see Stinky off to the airport and although I managed to keep it together while we said our goodbyes, it was an awfully emotional drive back to the city.

This is the first time as an adult where I have had to say goodbye to someone. You leave college and the friends you make there, but you knew it was going to happen and accepted it as a part of life. When you have to say goodbye to a friend who you don't want to lose contact with, it is a lot different. It makes me really sad. I know that we will continue to be friends but it is not the same when you see someone everyday and then all of the sudden they are half way around the world and not coming back. I just look forward to seeing him in April when I deliver myself to Irelands doorstep.

Our last month was Stinky was a rememberable one, although all our time with him has been. Monday we had our send off dinner and decided to share our favorite memory. I couldn't think of one. Not a favorite one. And then I realized it is because all of my memories of Brian are my favorite. They all make me smile.

Goodbye Stinky-I miss you already!

As a side note I have started a sweater. Yeah! I am very proud of myself for starting although it will take me years to finish it. I think it is a good sweater for a first one and I am excited about it. I just hope I don't mess up and have to rip anything out. I hate that!

Finally It Is Done

Yeah! I finished the hat! It is really cute I think and here is a picture to see if you agree. This pattern is really easy and I think it turned out well. I think it is a bit big for a newborn but I don't think she will actually use it. At least she can open it and say, aw! how cute. With this and the booties I hope she is impressed!

Where the hell is the sun?

The only comfort people who live in SF can take during the gloomy cold summer months is that September will make up for it. While everyone else is cooling down we are finally warming up. The beginning of the week I thought our salvation had come. Warm mornings followed by hot afternoons-this is what I had been waiting for. But now the fog has reared its ugly head again and it is cold and foggy and windy. Where is my summer? Where is my payoff? I tell ya, sometimes I really can't wait to move out of here.

I am going to start up my knitting again and I still need to finish Christi's baby hat. At least I have the needles now. And then I am going to move onto a sweater that I have already deemed doomed. It will be good practice, and maybe it will turn out. Who knows. I feel like lately I just have had no free time. I am having fun and keeping busy but now I think I need some time for myself. I have been trying to keep so busy that I haven't really checked in to see how I am doing. Just go go go. Its been good for me but now I need a rest. It would be nice to rest someplace hot but I guess my living room couch with a movie and blanket will have to do.

(I did spell check on this and no misspelled words. whoo hoo! A first!)