So married life is the "tits!" I am starting to get used to San Francisco, not loving it yet, but getting used to it. The people in my apartment complex are an interesting crowed. My personal favorite is the limber Asian woman who crawls on all the exercise equipment and does aerobics nearly 7 days a week in short-shorts and then follows it up with smoking a cigarette while doing the splits on a wall. I am just amazed at all she does and I have a fun time trying to figure out her occupation. I have thought trainer, phone operator or nanny. All fitting but still up in the air. She is just one of many the other day I saw a man pushing a grocery cart down the hall and didn't even give him a second look. Yes, I am starting to really appreciate how different people are here like the homeless man who drops his pants in the morning to take a piss on one of the cars parked outside. Suck it in, that's the fresh ocean air. I have been spending most of my time inside my apartment rather than outside. Work is getting busier than ever and my new husband's school is getting more demanding. They say marriage is bliss and at this point I must agree. It's exciting to have a partner to help you when your dog gets fleas or you need someone to go to the store for tampons. I am loving living with my man all the time now and we are lucky in love. I pity the fool who has to date loser and stuck up guys and wish every gal would have their own "Western, Brad Western that is!" This city is my new home and it's starting to feel like it. My sister visited and I am excited for a parents drop in soon. Life is moving so fast right now all that's left to do is just hold on!
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