Day 3

Did not sleep well at all the previous night. Bed mate kept snoring and rolling onto and was impervious to any attempt of mine to be woken up. That made the beginning of the day a bit rough, especially with the constant downpour of rain for around three or so hours. It was nice to volunteer for some people and to help them out with one aspect of their facilities that they really and genuinely needed aid with. At the time I wasn’t in the greatest mood to say the least, which made the hour and fifteen-minute ride back to the hotel that much worse. I needed a shower and a quick nap, which I got. That made the rest of the day much, much better. The rest of the day was actually quite awesome. First there was the cool trolley ride with the South African girls. They were pretty interesting and just as I was about to get a number and get a point on Chuck, Mr. Priest totally encroached my style. The low I was feeling after that was quickly remedied by seeing the Castro and my tacos at La Cumbre in the Mission. There seemed to be like an invisible line of demarcation that separated the districts at around the park at the Mission. My highlight of the day definitely occurred at Rasputin’s Records. I had just purchased Pest Shop Boys Greatest Hits and Mother’s Milk by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I didn’t plan for this to happen, but I ended up getting my cashier’s, Nika’s, number. She was beautiful and had a great vibe about her. Unfortunately, she lives here and not Indy. It was a great day.

The song that best represents the atmosphere of the morning is 96 Quite Bitter Beings by CKY. It’s totally post-grunge late nineties skate anger music. Needless to say, I was a bitter being until four o’clock. The afternoon can be most characterized by either West End Girls by the Pet Shop Boys for its smooth, relaxing, and romantic tone or Today Was A Good Day by Ice Cube, because today definitely was a good day.