There was a time when I felt like San Francisco wasn't a big enough city. I'm from Houston, I've lived in New York, and Chicago. San Francisco is the smallest city I've lived in. When I first moved here I found it strange to bump into people I knew at the farmer's market. I was shocked to be able to arrive late to the pride parade and still be able ( Read more... )

It's odd to be typing this out on the internet. Do people even read diary blogs anymore? Does it matter? I never thought the novel I had in me would just be another mundane daily blog (with zombies!). I'll be writing this for the next 30 days. Just telling you all about my life, with zombies. Its kind of the only thing left to do. There aren't many ( Read more... )

Its also quiet in that my friends list is much smaller. The people I met in early twenties in my hometown, we clubbed together. We started our own spooky music night. Young, creative, dark... the perfect formula for drug use. The people I worked with in my late twenties. Foodies, cooks who idolized the rock star chef image, alcoholics... another ( Read more... )

Walking the sidewalks of the neighborhood affectionately called "the tendernob", you get used to tuning things out. I remember my first morning after I moved to the city; I decided to walk down Jones street and see what was there. There was a man on the curb, sort of inching away like a worm, writhing, eyes clenched, just barely moving. Somehow he ( Read more... )

I have to write about my characters for an assignment. I went to look at my old draft from 2013. There is a sort of post quarantine diary in there. Its weird and oddly fitting. Also, I felt some kind of way about SF. I'm thinking about posting that fake zombie blog here day by day. Just for fun. And to set it somewhere outside of the draft. I did ( Read more... )

It's payday. My employer has attached a letter to paychecks (and emailed for those of us with direct deposit) stating they can not afford to pay everyone's PTO. They are instead paying 80% of furloughed employees wages "if possible". 

The collections manager messaged me while we were apocalypse shopping. All volunteer shifts canceled. When I went to work Friday everything was normal except it was slower than usual. People were complaining that the managers didn't send a sick runner home. Customers were buying more rice and pasta than usual. By the time Sunday rolled around I ( Read more... )

Los Angeles county or maybe The City of Beverly Hills, I'm not sure which, has forced partial closure of my workplace. I am still scheduled two days this week. The Natural History Museum is closed, so my Monday shift is canceled. My school is closed for two weeks, even online classes, though one of my teachers is still posting assignments. I ( Read more... )

A Quiet Place reminded me of a recurring nightmare I had when i lived in San Francisco. My studio apartment there was first time I actually lived in an apartment on my own, without anyone I knew in the city. I watched a lot of zombie movies and The Walking Dead was probably starting its second season, this was back  when it was still tense and ( Read more... )

Spoilers, I guess? Star Wars related. Not that i don't think they are a little hokey, but i'm surprised by some of the things people find disappointing. Here are some things i don't think need to be spelled out for me to understand:

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