Dear San Francisco…

Parking Gods,

Why is it, that you act so nonchalant, totally laid back and like, “whatever”? Like, “Oh I’m so chill, I always have places for you to park.  Man, I will always do my best to accommodate you!”  When really, you’re more like “Haha little girl, I never have parking.  I would like to see you TRY to find a place to park in less than 45 minutes!” It’s as if you love to see the tortured souls driving around like idiots, hoping and wishing that a spot will open up so they can park.  Just when they think they’ve found a spot that’s open, they realize that someone else has already found that spot and is anxiously waiting to shimmy their way in, nice and cozy.

My beloved San Francisco, my dearest parking gods, I beg of you.  Please be nice to me when I come home! I would really appreciate not crying or yelling at my boyfriend as he desperately tries to talk me out of monster truck parking my car onto another car just so the madness can end.

Please, and thank you, and I love you.


Your most loyal automobile owner,



I Want My, I Want My…


I FINALLY got a new car…a 2007 Mazda 3. SOOO EXCITING!!! I’m finally becoming an adult! Kind of. Sort of. OK, I really do NOT want to become an adult, but I guess it KIND OF has to happen some time..

So I got it in August, and have been driving around with that damn sticker on the bottom corner of the front windshield for registration, and the dealer’s paper plates on the front and back of the car. Today, I received my ATM card (totally diff’t story, but wahoo!) and my license plates w/registration stickers. WAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I get to take the sticker off and take those damn dealer ads off!!

I was super excited today bc now it feels as the car is really mine. OK so I sent in my first monthly payment yesterday and I have 41 more to go, but WHO CARES, I AM DRIVING A CAR!!!! It’s so nice to drive around NOT being the douche that is flashing the fact that they just recently purchased a vehicle. Also, I don’t have to pay $60 or $80 or $100 to fill up my tank anymore! My car doesn’t leak oil! It doesn’t make weird noises on the freeway! My car is not the most luxurious, but it’s better than my last, and I fucking love it.

Oh yeah, and I have a trunk. That no one can see inside of. HA! Awesome!