I’m going to review 2011. Not the interesting 2011 that should be reviewed, but what my year has been like for all of those people who really care and for those of you who don’t but are bored/procrastinating/running away from family during the holiday. (For a good review of 2011 according to the world, I recommend Zeitgeist 2011: Year In Review)
2011 started off with a bang. Sort of? It was the first year that I’ve had a good, solid New Years celebration without having to drive to Canada to pick my brother’s ass up from jail, where I didn’t have to deal with people on substances, or work the next day at 8am, or have people changing plans last minute leaving me on the bridge watching fireworks alone.
What did I do? Did I go to some glamorous party wearing a tight sparkly dress? Did I ring in the new year with a cute boy?Did I have a crazy night in Vegas which I can’t tell you about right now which may or may not have involved a Panda, Carrot Top, and a disco?
I was with a grand total of 5 other people. We drank cheap champagne and played Wii Just Dance. Yup. 5 people. Just Dance. Cheap Champagne.
I guess I should mention that I was living in Washington, DC at the time. Don’t worry, this will be important later. And by important, I mean not at all important, but worth noting.
New years was followed by the months of January, February, and March. Hey! I know how the calendar works! I’m sure I did fun things during this time. I know I did fun things during this time. The biggest event though, that I can think of (or that my Facebook album of 2011 reminds me of) is Shamrockfest.
If you don’t know what Shamrockfest is, its a giant festival for St. Patrick’s Day that is held in DC every year. Aka it is a reason to day drink and who doesn’t like a good day of getting…tipsy. We started at 8am. The festival started at some point in time after that. Maybe 3? I don’t even know. Things that happened at Shamrockfest:
- I lost my phone. And then I found it again
- I ate my first ever corn dog
- I got food poisoning and my friend from my hockey meetup.com group had to pick me up and drive me home
- I missed Dropkick Murphy’s set which was really the ONLY reason why I bought tickets in the first place
- I physically ran into the emotionally abusive guy I was seeing the year before from Pittsburgh. He just moved there. Yes. Physically ran into. Someone shoved me and out of the tens of thousands of people at Shamrockfest, I ran smack dab into him. Really? REALLY?!
Sounds pretty successful, doesn’t it?
Followed by this epic event of debauchery and stuff, I had the opportunity to cross one of the things on my bucket list off – see the cherry blossoms in DC. Made easy because I lived in DC. Made difficult by the hundreds of thousands of tourists who also wanted to cross this off of their bucket list. I didn’t care though, I missed the ‘peak weekend’ so I had slightly fewer tourists to trample.
Hold onto your hats, kids, because one of the biggest game changer of 2011 is about to happen – my visit to San Francisco. I’m not going to elaborate on it very much. You can read all about it here. It was love at first sight. I needed to move to San Francisco and that is why I’m here today. Oh, and I got beat up by a bus in San Francisco. Not sure I mentioned that in my SF post…but I did. Bruised my rib and hit some sort of internal organ.
Following my return were a few interesting events. My favorite being the time that I found myself in a chick flick. Read about that one, it is quite comical. Along with this came:
- The first time I got sick enough to visit the doctor in about 10 years making me miss out on a DC United game
- A date I went on with another guy I met in DC where he talked about was porn with his friends the whole 4 hours
- Beach weekend with a few DC co-workers/friends when we all got the shit kicked out of us by rouge waves and ate lots of steak and crabs (I had bruises all over my arms and legs)
- That time I dressed as one of the seven deadly sins and wallowed in the mud (run a-muck with a team from work…look it up)
- A trip to Charlottesville, VA to visit my roommate from study abroad/twin (not really my twin, but we look alike) where we broke into a swimming pool at 2 am after getting kicked out of a bar
- The 4th of July when I found myself on the roof of some random person’s apartment building watching the perfect view of fireworks without the crowds on the National Mall
- A visit to the lake house where I battled a water trampoline and totally won
- Rocking at softball even though I hadn’t played since I was 8
- Last minute trip to Baltimore planned less than 24 hours before leaving for a Matt & Kim concert.
- Other things not worthy of mentioning
August. I quit my job. I gave them a months notice before peacing out of DC for good. It was the first job that I ever just…. quit. I didn’t quit because I had another job. I didn’t quit because I didn’t have time to hold down a 3rd job (yay paying for college while in college!). I quit for ‘unemployment’. I wasn’t actually unemployed, but I was leaving a full time position for a temporary position and making half as much as I made in DC with no benefits.
At this point I hauled my ass back to Pittsburgh. Not before going out with a bang. The bar I went to all the time in DC for hockey games and then later just because the people there are awesome and I drank for free…always, threw me a going away bash complete with drink specials for not one but TWO hours and even cheaper than normal happy hour prices. Yeah, they loved me.
Thus began my living out of a suitcase journey and why I said it was important to remember that I was living in DC in January 2011. I didn’t even wait for the weekend. My last day of work was August 31, 2011. It was a Wednesday. My mom showed up that morning and loaded the car with the boxes I packed. I got home from work, packed the rest of the car and we high-tailed it out of DC that night and I moved into my friend’s house that evening.
I won’t lie, there were some tears shed while I was saying goodbye at work. The people I worked with in DC are some of the greatest co-workers and friends. But when we drove through the Fort Pitt tunnel, all thoughts of DC practically disappeared. While in Pittsburgh, I had the chance to tailgate a Pitt game with my boys (after which I left and wandered around downtown Pittsburgh taking photos with a shitty camera my friend gave me) and go to a hockey game with another friend who I hadn’t really seen since he moved back from Scotland. It was a pretty epic month. Oh and I got to attend one of my best friend’s weddings. The first of I’m sure many friends to get married.
Since I left DC on August 31, life has been a whirlwind of craziness between weddings, interviews, trips, and moving. I wasn’t actually planning on moving to San Francisco until January, but I somehow landed a job that started in October. Wow. That was fast. I had the chance to cram in some fun in Pittsburgh before heading out to the West Coast and leaving my East Coast life behind (for now). I got to celebrate a friendiversary (It’s an anniversary but for friends!) with our law school friends after a glorious time at the Steel City Big Pour. Yup, one of the very same law school boys written about here.
On October 6, I left for Colorado with 2 suitcases and a duffle bag. It was a one way flight with no return to the east coast. My final destination? San Francisco.
What I did in Colorado: Ate. Played cards. Ate. Hiked. Ate. Went to Denver. Ate. Enjoyed a brew or two. and…. ate.
Oh and I got to see friends that I hadn’t seen in 1-2 years.
I ate, too.
I’ve finally arrived. My cousin’s house mate told me that everyone that visits says they want to move to San Francisco, and only about 10% actually do and I am the first one in a while to be one of those people. Go me!
A lot has happened in the past 2 1/2 months. I’ve been busy! I think I’ve done and seen more since moving here than I did in the 10 months I lived in DC.
- I’ve slept/physically lived at 6 different addresses in San Francisco – two of which were hostels making that 3 states I’ve lived in AND worked in during 2011…. Taxes are going to be a bitch
- Had my ass handed to me by a 10 mile hike in the Redwood Regional Forest
- Celebrated Thanksgiving with my cousin who hasn’t celebrated Thanksgiving with a member of her family in 4 years
- Cooked a delicious Thanksgiving dinner without an oven
- Seen 8 different stage productions with only one being musical (cabaret!)
- Been to 6 different music concerts
- Met a cute British boy who stole my heart with pirate jokes and a positive attitude and then proceeded to break it in less than 2 weeks
- Drank Hruskovica with a Slovak
- Found my Pittsburgh bar
- Unsuccessfully hit on a guy that sort of looked like Josh Groban
- Went on a lunch/driving date with a guy who used to be Mormon
- Ruined my purse from Greece on halloween (read more about that here…)
- Laughed my ass off at some comedians at a comedy club… especially when one was ripping on Philadelphia
- Was dragged to a Christmas party for geeks (I know I’m a geek…. whatever)
I still have 12 days left of 2011 with things other than work penciled in throughout the next week already. I’m thinking that I need to up the awesomeness, though. Well first, I need to find my camera’s battery charger…. and THEN I can up the awesomeness.
So. What will 2012 hold? Other than the end of the world of course….