Relocation, Relocation, Relocation

Apologies to all who read (not alot) for not writing here sooner. Not much has really been happening...im able to drink now...so that might explain the less blogging but i'll try my best not to replace my blogging time with booze drinking time. I've also got a rather large todo list in work...so...that also might explain it.

At the weekend however, i was working Saturday then i went to a movie in the park (gotta love em) i bought a blanket to sit on etc and Chrissi and I went ... it was in Delores park...the place was packed, i'd never seen one of these with soooooooo many ppl before. But after...YaChing asked us to a sushi party...so the movie finished and we went it was a dudes birthday...and there was a sushi chef making the sushi...putting it on the plate...and it was getting sent off...chrissi and i were rigt at the front so we were certain to get something...it was delicious :) i like sushi and i think ive mastered chopsticks :) wooohooooo not bad :D

Ok then on sunday...we moved for a third and final time to Turk St...now i was scared of moving here...i heard the neighbourhood wasnt nice etc...BUT I LOVEEEEEEEEE IT...HUGE ROOM...GREAT VIEW ack its amazing...and the beds dont squeek as much :) it is a bit far from everything but i have a bus pass now so i can just jump on the bus...so its good. Working uuntil sunday this week...making up the time so i can go visit Chels for christmas so...needs must...but ive a lot of work todo as well as a staff meeting tomorrow and a meeting with rodrigo and dave on wednesday. so...until then maybe i'll get another blog in later this week...

Follow the yellow piss stained brick road...

Hmm so settling rightly in work...still taking everything in ... with difficulty i guess but i've jus been working on one of Rodrigo's tour websites for him...nothin too insane YET... but yeh tomorrow...TFI Friday...off saturday and sunday...gonna go see the sights myself i think go for a walk and see things myself...best way to experience it...like today...when we were walking home from work...it was myself, Dave, Adam...the intern from last year,(whos leaving in a few weeks to go back to UUJ for final year), and another dude from Turkey called Ali...(hope thats spelt right)took a detour home from work and decided to go to Tenderloin...so we'd been warned of it and what the neighbourhood was about...crack on streets etc...meh...yeh they do...its crazy...and theres alot of homeless people which is sad then we came to the bottom of Jones, which is the street that we live on tho we dont live down here...(Thank God) and starting headin up(we're still in Tenderloin at this point)it was right outside this park...and theres cars parked in the street...and dogs pee against car tires everywhere right?...well in the Tenderloin...people do...NICE...this dudes just pissing against a car...SICK...i was like w.t.f. MATE...and jus when i thought i'd seen it all? we pass this street where there are MASSES of crack dealers on the street...nuts...jus openingly selling...but thats not it...HA this next bits hilarious! We pass this dude...he seemed to maybe be no younger than 35 but no older than 45...and he looked like a homeless person but the 'lady' he was chatting o seemed dressed too fancy to be homeless...so we continued walking up to pass them and she turns and she says to us 'Ummm where you boys been all my life?' as we pass...she feels daves ass...well when i say feel...we think she was probably tryin to pick pocket him...but still...dave felt ever so violated. rather him than me...but yeh the past few days have been rough...I mean some places we've been for food have been gross...lunch today was probably the worst...it was funny it was cliche american diner ... the old dude with the paper...the 2 mexicans one with hood up...then some big trucker lady, with pig tails, dungerese, tattoos, and some sort of moustache strolls in and pounces on the stool...she like stepped right over it was funny. So thats so far...i'll keep you posted as to how i get on this weekend :D

Adios Amigos