Anchor ads are not supported on this page.
Archives
Classifieds
Stories
Events
Contests
Music
Movies
Theater
Food
Life Events
Cannabis
November 20, 2024
November 13, 2024
November 6, 2024
October 30, 2024
October 23, 2024
October 16, 2024
October 9, 2024
October 2, 2024
September 25, 2024
September 18, 2024
September 11, 2024
September 4, 2024
Close
November 20, 2024
November 13, 2024
November 6, 2024
October 30, 2024
October 23, 2024
October 16, 2024
October 9, 2024
October 2, 2024
September 25, 2024
September 18, 2024
September 11, 2024
September 4, 2024
November 20, 2024
November 13, 2024
November 6, 2024
October 30, 2024
October 23, 2024
October 16, 2024
October 9, 2024
October 2, 2024
September 25, 2024
September 18, 2024
September 11, 2024
September 4, 2024
Close
Anchor ads are not supported on this page.
The Loss of "Cool"
If you like the desert (as indicated by your photograph) you seem like a cool enough gal to me. Then again, I'm from out of state (as you know), and -everyone- knows it instantly. I don't even have to open my mouth; people walk up and ask me "Where are you from?" I'm told that will never change either; my roommate has been here seven years and people still ask him where he's visiting from. I wondered about this; I mean, I dress a bit different (not even that dramatically), but I dressed a bit different everywhere else I lived too. I spent 10 years on the east coast not-fitting-in, but no one ever asked me where I was from. But as a friend recently pointed out, on the east coast, no one cares. But they still knew I didn't belong; they just never bothered to say it. Anyway sorry for the late response, but thank you for your comment on my blog and for dropping by; take care and ignore all the BS; honestly whatever is considered "cool" rarely -is- cool by any reasonable stretch of the imagination (and what's cool these days seems to consist of starving yourself till you look like a death camp escapee, messing up your haircut (but paying a lot of money for it), and wearing mismatched colours--and they call it "Scene", how lame and nihilistic is that?). So in a way, it's a compliment to feel like an outsider at times! Valentine— April 28, 2009 3 p.m.
None
Apologies for the redundant question; I caught up now. And welcome to San Diego, from another non-native!— January 26, 2009 2:14 p.m.
'And yet, when I look up at the sky,'
I was with a couple of them and also didn't find work, but I think it was because I generally only wanted -really- short term assignments. Have you told them you're willing to do contract temp work (like in little short spurts) and not just temp-to-hire?— January 25, 2009 11:33 p.m.
The Promised Land
Thank you Christina for your kind words; it is lovely to meet you.— January 25, 2009 11:31 p.m.
None
How did you pick OB? This essay is very relatable for me; I went through a similar thing a couple years back. I'm glad to hear you chose not to stumble about anymore; I've found most of those f*ck-ups that life charges you fees for come when you stumble. If you've figured this out now, you're way ahead of the game. Val— January 25, 2009 11:29 p.m.
The Five Great Pillars of Siri
Croq O. Dile says this is probably the tastiest blog in the whole interweb.— January 25, 2009 11:06 p.m.
'And yet, when I look up at the sky,'
I have no idea if this will help you or not, but have you considered temping in the short term? Run a search in Google for "staffing agencies San Diego" and you'll get a list and a map. Worth a shot, especially if you're flexible with your days and hours. -Val— January 25, 2009 12:23 a.m.
The Promised Land
Sweee! Does Pier?— January 25, 2009 12:12 a.m.
On Holiday?
I agree it didn't feel particularly like Christmas/etc around here; but I also live in a part of town where people are lazy about the lights and so on (Imperial Beach). Nevertheless, it is hard to complain about the Eternal Summer Vacation. I came from somewhere WAY colder than here before this, and enjoyed my Christmas quite a bit more without the -15 Farenheit! This place has a detached sleepiness about it too, and it is easy to forget the passage of time. Days and months and years skip by without notice. Nice to meet you and thank you for dropping by my blog and for the nice comment; Val— January 2, 2009 5:26 p.m.
Winter Bouquet
Thank you very much to both of you! -Val— January 2, 2009 5:21 p.m.