It's been a shitty week. I'm not going to get into it. But trust me, it has.
In personal news my time in CA is quickly coming to an end. I've been spending the last three weeks or so in a new sublet in the Mission, which is basically hipster central for SF. In addition to the ubiquitous kids riding single speeds, in my neighborhood there are a glut of Latinos, homeless, and crack addicts. Needless to say there's always something intersting happening at night and it's pretty exciting.
There are so many bars and so many interesting people, but in a way, a lot of it is pretty empty. I have a decent enough amount of what I call "good time" friends, but significantly less "thick and thin, have a real conversation about serious shit" friends. I don't know whether since college I've become more reticent or whether people out here just really don't get it. There are a lot of fakers out here. Kids who wear everything about them on their sleeve (literally) but in actuality don't know anything about anything.
Not to be entirely negative or anything. It's just in Clemson it was a lot easier to spot the cool kids. They were the ones not wearing polo shirts and cocktail dresses and Greek letters. They were the ones who didn't just follow the flock and they were few and far between. Out here, though, everyone looks like a cool kid. But few are. You see, everyone in SF looks the part in their American Apparel, tight black jeans (or tight black leggings if you're a girl), thrift store t-shirts, and funky accessories. But the only hunger in them is in their malnourished vegan bellies and the only drive they know is in their Toyota Prius.
Or maybe I'm just a bitter young coot who has been scorned and shat on and is now venting in his online journal. Like throwing pebbles into the sea. No matter, though. Women love a brooder.
To get my shit together (or more like to keep my shit together), I think I might take a roadtrip to Monterrey, Big Sur, or LA next week and I think I might start temping again. I've got some short stories written these last couple weeks and a load more to write. If anyone wants something to read, shoot me an email.