June = Weddings

I may not have told you...I am not sure whether it matters to you or not, but...well...I am twenty-six years old. That may mean nothing to anyone. In Los Angeles it means I am over the hill unless I look very young (I do). In the rest of my life it means that I all my closest friends are getting married this summer. That is where I have been in June.

(oh. and i did two films too!)

But the weddings were amazing. My friends from home (Northern California) are amazing. I have yet to find as good of friends as the ones I made growing up, (except my current roommate and my best pal from college, Skip).

However.

My last day of "wedding vacation" Michael Jackson died, and I just about had a huge panic attack. This was the day I was going to be driving back to smelly old Los Angeles from very close to San Francisco, and I was losing it. Here is a little of my breakdown:

What am I doing with my life?
Why would I leave this area for anything?
I already miss my parents and they are getting older and I love them and I was blessed with such a wonderful family and friends in the Bay Area, why would I leave them?
Am I a masochist?
Is my boyfriend right for me?
Did I do everything right for Steph's wedding? Was I there for her? Did I screw up anything?
Is Barbara mad at me for not getting her in time to bustle the dress?
MICHAEL!!! MICHAEL!!! My childhood is crumbling before me!

This is a very weird transitioning period for me.

What if I moved back to San Francisco and became a teacher and lived in the city?

Man. How the HELL am I going to do this??

Maybe I should see a therapist...thoughts?

Tired, Annoyed and Slightly Inebriated.

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Pic from this website

Enough said.

Los Angeles and Cupcakes.

I finally went to Crumbs Bake Shop since so many people in Los Angeles seem to be having a love affair with pint sized cupcakes for the price of a Starbucks coffee.



I thought I was doing something "SO LA" but then I realized that they have shops in New York City. Oh well.

Proposition 8

Didn't we learn this in elementary school?

Today Proposition 8 was upheld in California. I had hoped that the California Justices would have been more brave. Unfortunately, it is possible that those who are fighting for same sex marriage were too late for this particular fight. The measure should never have been on the ballot.

I want to say to all of those who oppose same sex marriage that I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for your selfishness, closed mindedness and blatant attempt to forbid the happiness of others. It is disgusting.

Luckily in a couple of years it will be put to a vote again and it will pass. You know it is coming. And if you are one of those who actively fight against same sex marriage, you will lose. You have already lost in Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut and Iowa. You will lose again in California.

Aroma Cafe

I haven't called any of my friends from college in a long time. I have become a hermit of sorts, seeing only my boyfriend, sister and roommate day after day. I decided maybe this isn't healthy.

So, I had lunch with my friends Sally* and Jessie* today at Aroma Cafe. They are old college friends who I used to get drunk at the clubs with. Oh how I miss my early twenties! Anyway recently I had kind of written them off for being immature and passive aggressive and other things I didnt like. Its not that they are bad people. They are wonderful, caring, very intelligent and talented women who I had forgotten that I loved.

Image from The California Bungalow Blog

(I will get my own pictures soon...on my list of things to do: bring camera everywhere.)

I was thinking last night about having a going away party. I know its three months away, but what I was thinking was that a lot of people wouldnt come. I haven't burned bridges, just let them go to disrepair, if you will. So I texted Jessie. And now I have friends again.

Something is happening. Maybe I am getting more mature or more needy. Either way, in this moment, I am happy to have seen my friends today.

Self Pity and other Useless Emotions

Ok so work kinda sucked. My boss thought it would be funny to tell me to come in at 4:45 (oh man its really NOT that good of a story) but I walked the ten minutes it takes to get there (if I walk fast) and he said, "Oh Emma! Didnt you hear me say I was kidding? You were here late on the lunch shift! You really thought I would let you only have a forty five minute break?" Needless to say I was fuming. (Actually I was so fuming my eyes were watering, like I was CRYING people!)

I decided I was being over emotional and, since I havent been sleeping well, I needed to take a nap.

Work sucked and I come home and find THIS PICTURE:

From THIS BLOG

Oh. My. God.

Perfect.

So I was thinking...

I am not blogging because a part of me thinks that my life is in limbo. Like I am waiting for this whole NEW YORK THING to happen to me. But I am still here in Los Angeles, what, ROTTING AWAY? Well...yes. My whole life is on hold. Why? I still have an agent, a drivers licence, a computer, a life! Maybe for a little while, I should blog about my mundane life here in Shithole, USA.

Post one:

I voted today! Probably my last time in California. There are all these crazy propositions! A-F. According to John and Ken, I should have voted no on all of them. According to LA times, and the teachers' union (to which I belong even though i was laid off from LAUSD) think I should have voted yes. Well I dont think they are going to pass anyway but I voted for most of them. Southern Calfornia schools and firefighters and whoever else need money. They are seriously firing so many teachers, and I have BEEN in one of those huge classrooms and it is NOT pretty. So I think our taxes may need to be raised to fix this problem. I also dont care if the governator is a hypocrite and jerk.

Other than that, I am just working today. Lame. People really get to me sometimes at my job. They are so needy and ungrateful. Its my job. I should just take it. I am a waiter. A SERVEr. I serve. I do what I am told. Blech.

This is my life right now in Rot Town, Los Angeles. Thank you for reading.