Follow the jigga brick road
I think I need a brow lift. As long as I don’t look like an Irish space alien, like Kathy Griffin (caveat: still love ya, Kath Kath!).
I never thought I’d say this, but I’m kinda sick of San Francisco. Coming back from SD made me realize that. Not that SD is all glamor and glitter, fashion and fame. It’s just that I know SF like the back of my hand now. I’ve pretty much done everything (though sadly, not everyone) there is to do here.
However, the likelihood of me getting off my keister and making an actual move is about 0.02%. I rather like having job security and a steady paycheck. And I don’t like snow or extreme heat. Or weather whatsoever. And people when it comes down to it.
I think I just need to get out more and travel. There we are.
