Whoa...Crazy Weekend

I literally have no idea where to start - this weekend was INSANITY. Anna, my friend from Berlin who Corbs and I met when we were on a Pubcrawl, came into town last Thursday and spent the weekend with us. It was so much fun! We saw a lot of the San Francisco sights, which was good for me because I haven't seen anything! We went shopping (Anna got to go to an American Supermarket and get Nike Air Max's!), to Dolores Mission Park (absolutely beautiful), to the Haight-Ashbury district, to Fisherman's Wharf, to the Golden Gate Bridge (it's a LONG walk across that thing), to the "Full House" house (which, btw, they have painted b/c too many people were taking pictures of it at night), we ran up Twin Peaks (I have GOT to get back in shape) and much much more. It was a full 3-Day weekend!

Oh, and the best part - CL (crazy landlady) called the cops, as predicted, on us last Friday night. We were having a small get together of friends, mostly new coworkers, and she woke up in the middle of the night b/c she does that. She noticed that the gate was open - someone had left it open when they left - and then she FLIPPED OUT, took the elevator up to our apt and just WALKED IN, started screaming at the few people that were left, and then went downstairs and called the police. Literally, she didn't stop screaming for like an hour and a half. We sufficiently scared the people that were there, and they obviously left. The police were clearly used to dealing with Linda, as she calls them regularly on the people below us for no reason. Basically, we tried to make nice with Linda the next morning, and things seemed to be going well until last night when we settled rent matters with her. She is insisting that we owe her more money for the flooring that was put in upstairs, and when we paid her the agreed-upon amount, she starting screaming again, called her son, tried to call the police (wtf) and general ballyhoo ensued. I literally almost lost it. After we left to go to dinner, I told Sarah that I could NOT live there for a whole year. After discussing things with her and Jack, we came up with a strategy. We got up super early this morning, and agreed to give her the the full amount that she wanted for the floors and then terminated our rental agreement. She almost didn't sign it, but thank goodness she did! Phew - we're outta there by the end of the month. I literally feel like the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders. I felt so suffocated there; I had a terrible gut instict about it. Even though it is a huge, nice, amazing apartment, NOTHING is worth having an insane person living below. Nothing. It was an expensive mistake to make, but I'm chalking it up to a learning experience.

So you people who haven't visited yet (all of you) I guess you'll see my new apt when you come! What a busy and eventful weekend. Fun, stressful, and busy all at once. Work, here I come!

ciao ciao