Project Dissertation

I moved to this fabulous city three years ago mainly to; be near an airport for travel, be able to not trade my stilletos for trainers, and to finish my doctoral studies in four years. Yes, that pretty much sums up my priorities at 30. So now I am ABD with nine months to go and San Francisco is no easy city to ignore. Although, I would argue that each experience that deters my academic writing is really just needed inspiration. Welcome and I hope you enjoy...

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Bilingual, Bicultural, and Dual Citizen. J School B.A., M.A. in High Incidence Disabilities, & ABD in Education.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Starts with "S"

I am pretty good about not going out. At least if I say I am staying home to work, I do.

However, when your friend calls because she has been stood up! Well then, of course you agree to go over. She has already opened a bottle of wine and ordered Thai. By the second bottle of red wine you realize she has not been stood up at all. Rather, his French accent made the day to meet unclear on the long-winded voicemail, see you assure her, it was all a mistake. Alright time to go home.

Except, now you friend who is no longer feeling stood-up thinks it would be a great idea to meet up with your friends that are already out. So, you must admit, just in case you did pack your make up bag as you rushed out the door. First stop a Lounge where after red wine all you want is a Redbull...but you get the sneaky suspicion your drink includes vodka.

Since you are out your other girlfriend decides she has to go to Supper Club. Only because you are certain the bar will be closed by the time you get there you agree to go. You are not driving, and now you are amped out on Redbull. So there you are drinking water and eating popcorn with the owners.

You were going to stay home before your friend thought she got stood up, and now you have to laugh when your party announces a nearby loft party, of course. Oh my, trouble, like top shelf open bar trouble...and among the good music and distinguished people you are amazed at how sometimes things take off with out you.

Music ends, the fuzzy and non fuzzy alike gather around to go eat, seek out more music, and eventually you hope head home...It is now Saturday, you will stay home for sure, and Sunday is some silly Superbowl thing you agreed to meet up with friends around, of course it is never that simple :)

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