smellin good sittin pretty

so far 2009 has started off hella fine. heh. sorry had to make a cheesy rhyme.

i've started the Spring semester and it's gonna be a breeze. its my last semester of junior college! fuck yeah! five years and i'm half way done. There will be a day when I am not in school anymore. I promise. 

I'm a week deep in my return to Body Time... and it still fits. My first morning back I made audible squeals when unlocking the door and was giggling to myself as I counted the register drawer and took in the oh so wonderfully familiar smell. 

Talking to customers, custom scenting and even using the register came back immediately, but I felt a little wobbly on the managerial stuff. After a week though I've remembered all the routine things like ordering, schedule making, pours, banking and all that. Now I've just got to get into the merchandising and organizing of it. Luckily, Mitra already had the place looking awesome... I've just got to give it the Katie touch. But I really haven't found the time. Rockridge is a busier store than Haight/Telegraph so my days are flying by. All of a sudden it is 6.35 and I still haven't gotten to reorganizing the backroom. Being at Body Time makes me miss Jordan so much! There have already been so many times when I have wished she were there so we could laugh at something probably only funny to us. And her mix cds.... yeah I miss me some Jordan Sahmaunt.

The commute is easy peasy. Way nicer than going into the city in the morning. Also, now that I haven't had a car for 3 months I am used to relying on MUNI/BART and it's not as annoying as I remember it being. 

It has been really nice being in Oakland and having the opportunity to meet up with my East Bay loves after work. Though, it always means I get back to the city pretty late. I've already taken notice on the super cute boys at the coffee shop. SF has go some good ones... particularly great ones on Shrader street... but there is something about these Oakland boys that get my lungs moving faster and give me smooch-bumps*. It's something honest in them.

As much as I love being back in Oakland, I am not leaving San Francisco. I finally feel like I've got my roots firmly planted, and I am excited to branch out. A few friends have said I am crazy (for lack of better word) for now commuting back to the East Bay and that I should just move back. Other than my new desire to get to know the city better... I cannot think of leaving my roommates. It would make me a very very sad girl to not live with these boys and girl and cat. And Gretta would be sad too. Shrader house = family.

Speaking of loves... I hung out with Aaron Glass the other night. His friend's band was playing a show in the city so I went and met up with them. We had great conversation all night long, and though we have both grown up and experienced a lot in the last 5 years. We were laughing over the same silly shit we always did in high school. 

Jenna, Dave and I saw Jenny's band too. It was so good to see Jenny, made me miss Sarah even more. I think that is true for all of us. But Sarah has left Egypt and is now in Nepal... which means soon she will be in India and then she will come home! I cannot wait to meet her.

I'm digging my life right now and where it's going.

*Smooch-bumps are like goose-bumps but you only get them around people you wanna smooch

p.s. come to the city march 7th and see my boys at Slim's. gonna be craze!

i was once a romantic

*i've been writing this through out my morning. coming back to it to write something else that popped in my head. so there is a lack of transitions.

it has been a while since i felt this completely content. 

i mean, of course there are still things to learn, change, and wonder about.

i've accepted a lot i didn't know i was resisting.

there is still work to do, but i am enjoying the direction i am heading so far.

le sigh

this morning i was woken up by how bright it was. and i thought excellent! today is going to be one of those wonderful sunny crisp january days. i went back to sleep for another 20 minutes and by the time i woke up the sky had turned to grey. cold not crisp.

cold toes

cold noes

cold earoes

and cold fingeroes

was supposed to go into work at noon. to basically chaperone. now i'm not going in until 4? or maybe 6? or maybe 7? 

These last few weeeks at rvca have been insane. on top of crazy busy days for the week of and after christmas, Meghan and I have been working our asses off coming up with an entire new way to run the store... downsize the staff... spread out responsibilities more... reorganize EVERYTHING... retrain EVERYONE.. and to change the whole vibe of the place. it's funny... i dreaded going to work everyday for 6 months... then in my last month and a half i did everything i could to change it and make it better for those who are sticking around after all the changes. i've always thought the idea ... or concept .. of the store was awesome. it just wasn't being done right. in any case... i feel good that i did my part in helping it make sense again.

... oh man. i've been sitting here writing and doodling and drinking coffee and listening to The Good Life's album Black Out. I forgot how amazing it is. Reintroduce yourself to what you love.

it is a good day for creativity