Summer 2010, abridged.

As it is nearing the end of August 2010, I figured I'd do a summer recap.

Okay, you caught me, I was too lazy to think of something to write about. But hey thanks for calling me out on that. The underside of this bus you threw me beneath is really dark.

So here it goes.

+ With my partner in crime, I explored classy SF dining, and finally found a good French restaurant, Cafe Bastille. Only downside, the three pronged fork. As Sheldon Cooper once stated, "Forks have 4 prongs, not three. Three is a trident. Forks are for eating, tridents are for ruling the seven seas."

+ I had a birthday. I turned 23. I started a new trend among my friends that I will never live down. I have successfully inspired all of my friends to be as obnoxious as humanly possible on their birthday BECAUSE it's their birthday.


+ I made my list of 23 things to do while being 23 years old. It includes taking a road trip somewhere new, making my own font, and going to my very first NFL game. One of the runner's up was, "Sing that line from 'What's My Age Again?' as many times as possible.

Because it's true, no body likes you when you're 23.

+ Even with working in the city from time to time, and the occasional trip across the bridge, I spent the summer successfully avoiding the concept of cliche Bay Area tourism. Although a photobomb-less summer was a bit of a disappointment.

+ I worked. I worked early in the morning, I worked late at night. I worked at home, I worked on site. I worked indoors, I worked out, I worked the Bay Area throughout.

+ My brother came to visit, and we hit a variety of hot spots. Livermore wine tasting, Half Moon Bay, the California Pacific Highway, and the Heart & Dagger saloon. I will be offering tours this winter, as well. See me for rates.

+ I gave up on 2010, and decided to live in 1997. All 90's music, all the time. Blues Traveler, Semisonic, Smashing Pumpkins, Cake. Absolutely no Nirvana or Whitney Houston. Because I like myself more than that.

+ I got out of Oakland, and I went to the beach. I got out of Oakland and I went to the Livermore and Pleasanton valleys. I got out of Oakland, and I went to the OTHER post office.

+ I spent almost every day with Shelby, and it was amazing. We formed a gang, a team, and wrote up a secret friendship contract. We coined catch phrases, made plans, bailed on plans to watch Criminal Minds, and ate sandwiches for multiple meals a day. We were told, "hanging out with you two is like a really bad case of Deja Vu." And we high-fived. A lot.

+ I let my apartment get too messy, I let my laundry go undone. I threw my hair in pigtails without blow drying it a few too many times. I didn't take my nail polish off when it got chipped. I put off doing the dishes a lot. I drank mimosas on back patios and had brunch with friends. I left my windows open at night, and marathoned TV shows. I lived my life.

Autumn really has her work cut out for her.