Another beautiful day in The Bay.

I get up early.  Usually, the night before I go to bed, the logistics are planned out of how I'm going to work.  If it's anywhere in the East Bay (Oakland, Berkeley, or further) I'll ride my bicycle.  If it's in San Francisco, I may or may not take my car.  My bicycle is an amazing, expensive machine and I love it for what it is and what it does.  It takes me forever to get ready.  There are a ton of things I feel I need to do before I go and take with me, but I don't lack anything while I'm away and am always prepared for whatever the day may bring.  Normally, it's overcast in the morning and just a little bit chilly.  It all burns off around eleven.  I never fail to look out my window and think "Another beautiful day in the bay."  I go to work.  Most times it's at a BART station, where I hand out chocolate milk to commuters on their way to work.  I get along with my coworkers, though sometimes it's a little weird working with my ex girlfriend, the girl I had a very brief stint with immediately afterwards, and especially strange when both of them are together, chatting away (we refer to them as "Tweedles" when they are together).  On Mondays and Fridays I go to the storage unit where we keep the Nesquik vehicle, extra milk, swag, promotional materials, etc and I drive the truck to the distribution center, pick up a pallet of milk, and drop it back off at the storage unit.  After that, I usually stay in The City for a few hours.  The shop where I pedicab is very close, only a song or two away on my bike.  It's located on the Embarcadero at the end of a pier in a warehouse and I love going there even when I'm not working.  Pedicabbing is awesome.  I ride my tricycle around taking people to Fisherman's Wharf, Giants games, or wherever they need to go.  No one tells me where I must go, or when I have to take lunch or anything like that.  I rest when I'm tired, eat when I'm hungry, and stop when I must.  After work, I get a beer out of the fridge and stick money in the envelope, $1 for domestic, $2 for import.  I like to sit on the dock and watch the ships sailing or look at the lights on the Bay Bridge.  Once I saw a sea lion.  

  When I'm at home, I hang out with my roommates.  One is a nurse and it's fun to hear him playing around with electronic music, playing bass, or belting out melodies scat style.  The other is always incredibly excited about the weekend hike he is going on, or the future he is on the cusp of carving out.  We eat together often and often have house guests or couchsurfers.  

  During my free time I work on various art projects.  I've gotten into stenciling, and still make flair buttons.  I spend too much time on the internet and my bedroom is in a constant state of disarray.  I go out in San Francisco and often crash there at a friend's house.  

  The Bay area is full of wonder and surprises.  I go to concerts all the time, take trips, skate, and just fall more and more in love with my life all the time.  There were some hardships getting here, and it was a bit of a scramble at the beginning, but I've moved on from surviving to thriving.  I guess that sums it up for now.  It's time to get ready for a sailing trip with a dude I met online; he surfed my couch and ended up buying a boat.  Five hot girls are coming with us.  It's overcast out, but it'll all burn off by 11.  Another beautiful day in the bay.  Wednesday, August 21, 2013