get me the hell out of here

San Francisco was refreshing. If nothing else it was a lesson that good friendships do transcend time. I’m so lucky to have been able to reconnect with Arty and Austin, as if I had never left them. Big ups.

I also had a great time with Niko, watching him get excited about his new school was surprisingly easy. I guess I found happiness in his excitement, so its all good. We didn’t get as much time to relax as I would have liked, but it was a small sacrifice to have covered as much ground as we did – we really saw nearly everything. I would like to go again in the summer, do some more research. I didn’t get as much of that done as I wanted to, but I figured I would have enough time once I got home that first hand exploration of mymove to SF was unnecessary at the moment. It did however give me plenty of motion to start the process. Tonight I meet with my advisor to withdraw from these foolish classes that won’t transfer and set my major on a track that is at least related to Sociology rather than a major that is just appealing to my lazy nature.

SFSU seems like the obvious choice, they have their own impacted Sociology major and their own School of Social Work. Though rather than pile a transcontinental (love that word) move, job switch, and school transfer – I’ve decided to just get my A.S., move, and get a new job. I can shop for schools once I’m settled and have some ground to stand on. I’m in no rush because my goal isn’t a B.S. it’s an M.S.W. so I’m guaranteed to be in school well into my 30s anyway…but at least I have a clear cut plan (revised).

Enough of that…

The baby got so desperate last night that she slept in my bed! What a pussy! I can’t wait for Tevvy to get home, I’m sure she’ll have some nut job story to tell me about how her and 3 cubans bought an iguana farm or something. I do love that girl. Welp, there goes my train of thought.

Happy Spring!