8 hours of working from home today...tough! it is strange to set your own hours and get something done at home for a place so very far away (it works though!) it is just odd to not have the boss walking by or to be able to work in one's fuzzy pajamas.

*yawn*

i have decided that a walk every day is a good thing. today i walked to the fancy/schmantzy grocery store on the way to the train station. i bought supposedly the "best pickles in america" although i cannot see how this is possible, i was tempted enough to buy it -- i can see the disappointment in my future, however...aaaguuah! this is not the best pickle in america! why? WHY!!?? *shakes fists up toward the sky, her cries falling on ears long dead, if in deed ever in existence*

side note: it is 10:30 here, but for many of you it is 1:30am. what an odd concept, and how strange to call people...hello? holy fuck, it is sleeting?

i watched the fog roll in this evening, thick and sweet...it feels good on the face, it does. i am enjoying the winter here...i hope the summer is as mild, and not too sunny and hot. i realize, fool that i am, that i have never visited here in the summer and do not know what to expect. it is possible i will end up looking much like a sun dried tomato.

*sigh*

but for now i can enjoy walking around in the middle of the day, not horribly uncomfortable...nope. (not yet(?))

tt and i walked over to 4th street (by the bay) on sunday to peruse things like the pottery barn outlet and the coffee shops. on the way there we passed multitudes of people waiting/looking for work...poor immigrants...people who live around 4th street but do not shop there...people watching the affluent people as they spend their cash on tea balls and doilies.

i was torn between feeling guilty for who/what i am and feeling righteous because i have worked very hard for what i have. i felt absolutely horrible, i did -- something sither told me i would get over in time. tt and i browsed around with a guilty conscious until it was too much to bear and we were off walking home.

i had forgotten some facets of living in bigger cities, i had. *shrug* i will re-learn them again in time.

by the way: i am still unable to have those three optional fields appear at the end of my journal entries, although i paid for a gold membership am able to add text to them in my submit page. someone please help? i know it is silly, but i would like to be able to use what i paid for (i emailed andrew 3 times about it without any response at all *frown*)

sleepy!