I’m slowly settling into San Francisco. Slowly because a lot of time is spent down in Palo Alto at the office, and the commute, while fairly easy, does take up time.

I’m shifting back to using iCal to splice up my time. There’s not a lot of it between gym and all that. Anyway.

So I have a personal trainer! The guy who I had the chance meeting with that day I joined golds and was wandering listlessly around town in self pity at my homelessness and who ended up getting me in the spare room – well he’s my trainer now and he’s really made my conscious of how lazy I have been in the gym this past year. Every since I left NYC really I haven’t been doing it right by my body. I’m slowly turning that around but it HURTS!?

Last night was the Facebook Holiday party which was really extravagant. It was at the SF city hall and it took up the entire space plus a huge tent outside. Food was bountiful as was the alcohol and I INDULGED. I got a little messy at the end which was embarrassing but a lot of people had cleared out by then. I found myself in possession of some sparkly magic hats and was spreading the glitter everywhere!? Too much. Anyway I’m staying home tonight, as I am forming a habit of doing which is kind of unheard for me. I mean NOT going out on a Saturday night? I guess that speaks for the SF nightlife or maybe it’s just the fact of longer hours and also not having that many friends here who I feel like an integral part of yet. I haven’t had that since… maybe when I lived in Melbourne. I kind of sort of had that in Rio and then probably was getting there in NYC, where I found it easier to get friendly with people and be included, and same with Amsterdam but now here… I dunno there are SO many people extending their hand in friendship so it’s all my problem but still I feel like I’m alone sometimes. Like I didn’t really feel like I knew anyone who it would be appropriate to invite to the holiday party as my plus 1. I guess I am just going to have to stay and let these things fall into place.