Today I saw this:

In this exhibit at the De Young (which was like a pre-party for Paris):

And got these at Goodwill for $7:

(I THINK THEY WILL COME IN HANDY IN MANCHESTER BECAUSE MANCHESTER IS A CITY WHERE PEOPLE GO OUT AND DO THINGS AND I WILL NEED SHOES LIKE THESE IF I AM GOING TO GO OUT IN THE CITY. SO PREPARED. THAT IS WHAT CITI GIRLS DO. THEY WEAR SECOND HAND BLACK VELVET HEELS THAT BELONGED TO A STRIPPER IN 1997 AND GO OUT TO COOL PLACES.)

Then I had lots of chicken tikka masala and painted my toes green. Today was a very good day.

Vrooom

My good friend Sean is a car salesman at the Mercedes Benz dealership in San Francisco and I finally got around to visiting him at work to test drive a car. He let me sit in a few cars that were over $100,000 and had pulsating seats with cooling headrests. They smelled like leather, a good scotch, and deep pockets. Not in my price range at the moment. Actually, none of the cars were in my price range because I have close to nothing in my bank account after that towing incident in Santa Cruz.

Sean took me out in a smart car. I chose the black convertible because it is sleek and sexy, almost like me. Here is an excellent photo of me with the car. San Francisco was the usual grey, getting me ready for England.

The car was close to perfect. There are a few things I don't like about the exterior of the car, like the front and rear lights, but for the most part it fit me well. So, give it a good five years, or the discovery of a trust fund and it will be mine.

(Thank you Sean for letting me hang out at work with you.)

Gold Digga

I bought the Swatch full blooded watch yesterday. I have never had a gold watch before, let alone a watch this big. I've also already scratched it. I really shouldn't buy nice things.

Me!

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9am-5pm

I have never listened to so much Jack Johnson or Rolling Stones in my entire life. This morning began with answering listener emails or forwarding them on to people who knew how to answer them. I got reprimanded from one of the Andys for sending website questions to Andy #1 when they were meant for Andy #2. Sorry?
After sitting around for an hour and half and attempting polite conversation with Pretty Girl in charge of Promotions I charged off to the kitchen to get a coffee. I organized the sugars, the creamers, and even wiped down the coffee maker to avoid the disaster called ripping music. Boss Lady finally came in and threw me into Studio M, my office, and I shat myself while staring at Enco. The software we use to load new music. Sometimes I have no idea why they chose me. I plugged in this new music for about 3 hours. Boss Lady got a bit huffy because it was taking me so long but come on, it's my first day without training wheels. After that things began to pick up speed, I answered phone calls and sounded knowledgeable. I accidently hung up on someone trying to win a contest. Ooops! I made a form for documenting callers and got a high-five from Boss Lady and Boss Lady's Boss.
Now I'm editing songs, clipping intros and endings and pasting sounds bites. Commercial radio is nothing like non-com. So far I've noticed there is very little breathing room. I will expand on my feelings about 'radio' in later posts. I think it would be nice to start blogging more frequently, to document my fiasco with radio.
lol Jack Johnson song #? is playing right now