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Argh, so much going on but so little motivation to blog. Between running, reading (yes I have been reading), birthday plan prepping, visitors visiting, baseballing, dinnering, I'm pooped at the end of the day. Yesterday bestie Paul from Minneapolis spent the day with me. It was everything we had hoped for - rainy outside so we didn't feel guilty for being lazy, cozy inside so we loved watching episode after episode of the golden girls while eating total crap. We also watched 4 episodes of Cops and some show about women's prisons. Paul also installed all my undercabinet lighting that Nate and I had been having trouble with. It looks so so good now, and makes my place feel a lot cozier. Who knew that task lighting and non-ceiling lighting could make such a difference? Best Sunday Ever. I wish I lived closer to Kevin and Paul.

Today I had dinner with new Edward and new Jennifer. They made spinach and ricotta gnocchi, salad, and homemade bread! We also had sake with our meal. For dessert Jennifer had made a homemade apple and berry pie and it was still warm. I love having friends that live so close that also enjoy cooking! We spent about an hour watching performances off of The Old Grey Whistle Test dvds and laughing about prog rock and wild outfits. Around 8:45 I scurried home to be online in time to do Hills Chat with my friends. Its confirmed: The Paper is way better than the Hills.

Audrey is growing her hair on her neck and belly back. Its funny because she is shedding her winter coat like mad, but growing back her bald patches like mad too. Now that I've had her for...almost 3 years? I have figured out the pattern. Winter: No Hair, Summer: Hair. Makes no logical sense but shes a dog - what does she know about keeping warm. Nothing.

I also got a call tonight from my landlord, a call nobody wants to get. My check got returned to them, which I had feared happened. However, he was super cool about it! He said, just cut me a new check and we'll ignore that this happened. No penalties! I told him I was really embarrassed and that this has never happened before (truth), and he was like "whatever, we have so many tenants its not a big deal." This landlord rules - quick to fix things in my place and didn't flip on me for a bad check. I'll be dropping off a new one on the way to work tomorrow and life will be fine again.

In money related news, I finally cancelled my Comcast internet. That bill was the culprit for the overdrawn checking/returned rent check. Its totally my fault for not cancelling sooner, but I really hate cancelling services. They make it so difficult then they make you feel all awkward and bad about it. Worse, I have to go to this totally random comcast drop-center to return the cable modem and their hours are absolutely ridiculous. At least I finally took care of it, while re-learning my lesson that sometimes in life you have to do irritating shit but you do it because its what must be done. Presently, I can't really think of any other items on my List of Things to do That Suck but I do them because I am an Adult and I have to. Feels like a huge load off my shoulders to not have stupid obligational crap for awhile.

I also realized that I totally forgot to commemorate my two year anniversary of moving here on May 7th. Whoops. I guess its good that I don't even notice it because it means this is more and more home. Its also sad because I really do love San Francisco and miss it every day so to have been here for two years can sometimes be a bit sad. To think about all the stuff I've done in the past two years is pretty insane. Got a sweetass job, got a promotion at said job, had a shitty apartment and rectified it with an amazing apartment, reconnected with old friends and got new friends, went from single to not-single to single again, had some identity theft problems, survived two miserable winters, and so on. The best/most proud part of it is that I did all of these things on my own (well I obviousy didn't get not-single and dumped on my own). I was responsible for all the good, dealt with all the bad, and am really happy that I've been able to handle it all pretty well. If you had told me somewhere in the middle of my 4 year relationship with the ex that this is what I'd be doing at near 27, I would have most definitely scoffed. Guess it just goes to show that we really have minimal control over our 'future' no matter how hard we try? That or I'm a total failure? I'd like to think its the former.