So I interviewed with the DA’s office of my favorite city… and it didn’t go so well. I pretty much wrote it off. Yesterday I received the standard “thanks but no thanks” email from them… with a twist. The email said that while they didn’t have space for me in the summer program, they would like to offer me a position in the fall or the spring. At first I laffed, loudly. Because how in the hell could i work in that city and live and go to school in DC. But, as I got to thinking about it, it is actually very possible. So do I do it? I mean this is what i’ve wanted right? As much time as possible in SF? But the fear and the insecurities are creeping in. Who do you think you are? You can’t do that. You’re not the type to just pick up and leave. What about the family? What about the godkids? I need to do some serious soul searching sooner rather than later.
So, I love music. Specifically I love hip hop. It’s been a rough relationship because sometimes hip hop sucks. But there’s a lot of good stuff out there and despite the fact that i’ve been hating a lot of music lately, every now and then i’ll give something a chance and be pleasantly surprised.
This weekend was kinda like that. Little Brother came to XM to do a takeover show which was positively hilarious… and terribly embarrassing at the same time (you’ll see). I had planned to go to the show in DC but of course i procrastinated and it sold out. The show in Baltimore was Sunday night and I kinda went back and forth before finally deciding to go. Good choice. I’ve always been a kinda on the fence with Little Brother. I never doubted the talent of Phonte and Pooh but I kinda wavered on their beats because I felt that the 9th Wonder sound was a bit repetitive… but that’s irrelevant here.
This blog is about Evidence (of Dialated Peoples). I guess you could say that I’m a casual Dialated fan. Got a couple of cds but never really went out of my way to catch a show. I knew Evidence had a solo album. I even heard a few tracks from it that I thought were dope… but there is something about a live performance that can bring an album and an artist to life. I think that it’s safe to say that I am a bonafide Evidence fan at this point. Check out “The Weatherman LP” if you get a chance and definitely don’t sleep on the chance to see him in concert. His energy is amazing and his ability to connect with the crowd is unmatched. It seemed as if he was enjoying the performance as much as we were. I will definitely check out his show the next chance I get.
I have a new batch of stuff to start planning. Mainly how to quit my job and survive. That’s pretty scary to me since I’m pretty bad at saving money. I have very little saved and that’s going to be the key to making it. I think that the key is going to be putting the money where i can’t get to it. I also need to move and reduce my expenses. The problem is that I don’t konw if I’m going to be able to move. I’m fixing my credit by paying a bunch of stuff off and closing accounts, unfortunately that’s making my credit tank temporarily. I tell myself that it’ll pay off when i’m done but… still makes it hard to do other things.
At any rate, I’m all set to start this new hase in life. I’m nervous… very very nervous about the idea of being out west for 9 weeks pretty much on my own, but i know i can handle it. 2008 is gonna be one for the books.
So I got an email at like 2am informing me that I was selected for an externship this summer in……
(wait for it)
SAN FRANCISCO!!!
Sooooooo…. i’ll be spending another summer in beautiful san francisco. I couldn’t be happier. I’m drivin across country again. I’m working and living in san fran for 9 weeks… just wow!!!!
Now I just need to find some money. Holler at my paypal if you wanna help a sister out.
Life’s too short to mope. Shit don’t always go the way you want it to… so what. There’s a rack of bad shit going on… and yet i’m still alive:
I got rejected for a job this morning. That sucked.
I had to clean up cat vomit today
I spilled red wine on the carpet
I thought I had lost a tupperware container with some food still in it… it was in my trunk
Dropped 4 hair things into the toilet
Put on a shirt and IMMEDIATELY spilled something on it
Got finals comin up and i’m not ready…
i could go on, but what’s the point? Bad shit happens. It’s a part of life. I could be all stressed out and crazy, or i can keep it moving. *THAT* needs to be my new mantra.
Gangsta Mittens 