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It has been five months since the last time I wrote in this blog. Here is what has happened in that time:
1. I spent Thanksgiving and Christmas in Olympia with my family. It was nice to see everyone and hang out for a little while before heading down to San Francisco, but the weather was gross as usual. Being stuck in Olympia got a little boring sometimes, so I filmed a music video in my brother's bedroom with a fish tank and some old toys. Its on my Youtube: BleachedStaticFilms
2. I drove down to San Francisco the day after Christmas in my green station wagon. It snowed in Oregon, but the drive was pretty nice. I love road trips and sometimes it feels really good to be away from everyone I know, alone in the middle of nowhere. Or what feels like nowhere. I got into San Francisco after 10 hours of driving (not too bad) and slept at Matt and Aaron and Richard's house in the Mission district with Anton, Clark and Nick. There were a couple of days that I was pretty worried about finding a place to live, and I was basically living out of my car for around a week or so, until I found this girl on Craigslist in Berkeley who offered to let me move in with her. I said yes right away, because I needed a house so badly, and I moved in on January 1st.
3. Living in Berkeley was weird. My tiny apartment had one bedroom and a kitchen so small only one person could easily move around it at once. My roommate's name was Christine and she was a 25 year old vegan girl with cleaning issues. At first we got along pretty well, I was super clean, never left any dirty dishes in the sink, and had fun just situating myself in my new place. It didn't take long though, and before you knew it I was leaving a dirty dish in the sink, not scrubbing the toilet and bath tub every Saturday, not vacuuming every time there was dirt on the floor and (oops!) inviting the house to become infested with ants as I clumsily left the bathroom window open to air it out (how stupid, right?) Anyway, I lived with Christine for a couple of months, until it got to the point that I was having a hard time not jumping off the nearest ledge onto the sharpest rocks I could find, just to avoid the weirdness I was stuck living in. Christine invited a new girl to move in and take my place two weeks before I had left, so now there were two girls living in the living room and me in the only bedroom. Unfortunately for Christine, Michal also realized how extremely irrational she was, and the two of us became good friends as Christine became bitter. Christine told us we were kids (she was THREE years older than us), that we were immature, we didn't understand the "real world", that we had lived easy lives, that we were filthy, disgusting creatures for leaving a couple dirty plates in the sink and some fruit juice on the cutting board. So naturally, she covered the cutting board with plastic and hid the knives in her bedroom. We both moved out on March 1st.
4. I was lucky enough to land two jobs in the city when I was living in Berkeley. My main job is as a nanny in Bernal Heights. I work 10 hours a day, three days a week. The girl I take care of is a 1 1/2 year old, blonde haired, blue eyed little girl named Mia. Every day we either: go to "story time" at Red Hill Books, play at the library park or Holly Park, go grocery shopping, go to the San Francisco zoo, make paintings and glue stuff at art class, or go to music lessons with this guy named Enzo. Mia is so sweet and funny. Her mom's name is Michelle and she is the best employer I have ever had. She buys me burritos! I love my job. My other job is a super part time freelance position where I work the video/audio equipment for a non-profit company downtown that makes instructional videos for lawyers. Basically, I turn on some equipment, and mess with audio levels and digitizing for 8 hours, as groups of lawyers stand at a podium and talk about something. I never really know what they're saying. Its pretty boring, but it pays well and the people I work with are nice.
5. So, on March 1st, with the help of Clark, Nick and Anton, I got to move into the Mission district in San Francisco with a group of really awesome people. They are all doing something creative, like making films or music, or working at a theater, or being amazing photographers. It is really inspiring to live with such creative people. The apartment is always full of people either living there or visiting, which I love. My bedroom is tiny, but usable. It is a very friendly and supportive environment to live in. I love my messy, loud house.
6. I started school at the San Francisco School of Digital Filmmaking on March 24th and have been taking night classes (6-10 M-Th, 10-6 Sat) With school and my two jobs, I find myself without much free time, but I really like it. I think I am more productive when I have a schedule, and now I am creating more and becoming more involved with film than I ever have been before. Almost all my free time is dedicated to studying and making films, by either watching them, reading about them, working on sets, scriptwriting, filming or editing my own stuff. Other than that, I try to see Anton as much as I can and I get drunk with my roommates. Yep.
7. Um. Other than that... Anton and I went camping at Avila Beach one last time. We tried to see some whales, but they were hiding somewhere. I guess they were shy that day. We saw lots of seals and pelicans though. Then we drove my station wagon back to Washington where my dad helped me sell it. I bought a tiny Honda Civic coupe to take it's place. Not terribly exciting.

Oh, I went camping with my roommates at Big Sur a couple weeks ago, and it was amazing. We slept on the ground and ate hot dogs and drank beer and went to the beach and got spooked by skunks and ghosts and a tree almost fell on us in the night. And we watched a seal dying inside a cave on the beach. The beach had purple sand.

And two days ago I found out that my dog Maggie died. That bummed me out pretty bad for a couple days, because Maggie was my dog. I bought her when I was seven years old with $35 dollars I had saved from my allowance. She was a good, energetic, annoying dog and I loved her. Now she's eating all the shit she can find in dog Heaven. Or something like that.