An anniversary of sorts
Aug. 17th, 2004 11:41 amOne year ago today I arrived in Berkeley. I was greeted by sunshine and a smiling red-haired one-legged man from NYC who so kindly picked up a newbie and took her to her strange new abode (was that ever an interesting ride!). I arrived with one bag. I had a phone number, but no phone. No clock. No sheets (again, I am ever in debt to
urbanbard).
Now, I live here. I have a room that is quintessentially me. Still don't have my own sheets. But my cat is here, my life is filled with love, and California and I... well, I've promised to make an effort.
So far, so good.
Now, I live here. I have a room that is quintessentially me. Still don't have my own sheets. But my cat is here, my life is filled with love, and California and I... well, I've promised to make an effort.
So far, so good.
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