This blog started out of boredom and unemployment in July of 2006. My sweet, sweet cat of 16 years had just died and I was listless, I hated the town I lived in but had no clue what to do about it. Turns out, I just hated the life I had allowed myself to settle for. In late 2007 I figured out what I wanted to do when I grew up and started taking biology classes while working full time. Oh yeah, I got a job. So that’s where we are now. It’s 2009 and I’m working on my last few pre-requisites for nursing programs all over California. I have a boyfriend who cooks for me and two cats, one who uses me so he doesn’t have to hunt and for the easy access outside and the other who is emotionally needy.

My favorite movie is Dirty Dancing. I went to film school and graduated in 2005 from UCSC with a degree in Film and Digital Media with a Production Concentration. That basically means I got to do a lot of cool shit in college. But it wasn’t the career path I wanted, it was the creative path I wanted, hence the application for nursing porgrams.I am surprisingly skilled with people, a skill I learned about fairly recently and was as surprised as anyone else to know I had.

I like: science, being in charge, cute animals, the city of San Francisco, well maintained hygeine, film theory, napping, eating, being a student, antioxidants, gardening, houseplants, yoga, fastidiousness, water, religious imagery, hanging out with my boyfriend, remembering to take my vitamins, teaching, knowing a lot, travel to slightly exotic locations such as Mexico, Canada and Costa Rica, movies, when my friends have blogs, getting comments on my posts, feeling like I’m good at something, media, creative lighting, mixed media art, modness, thick eyeliner, drinking wine and listening to music in a dark, smoky room, large earrings,

I do not like: sweat, concerts with sweaty people, inconsiderateness, excuses, perfume, getting up before 9am, my landlord, having greasy hair, boys who miss the toilet, friends who take advantage of my friendship, headaches, paying rent, people who don’t know what their talking about, hypocrisy