January 2012
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OF COURSE
the day I pack myself an awesome healthy lunch that I slaved over, everyone including the guy who files our tax returns brings in snacks to share.
THANKS FOR THE LOVE.
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one of my favorite things
The fog was so thick and low to the ground today. It gave everything a really eerie misty feel. I think it’s one of the most beautiful things in the world, to be peering ahead and only see so far.
And even better, because of the intense fog, I get to fall asleep listening to the foghorns. Such a great noise. It sounds like adventure.
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uh oh
Just flopped into my bed with exhaustion and a Pringles can rolled out from under a pillow.
…time to step back and see what I’ve done wrong with my life.
“I don’t give a shit but I care quite a lot.”
– Richard Serra (via nedhepburn)
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wanderlust musings
This is the longest I’ve gone without leaving the country in a while. Every so often I get the itch to go somewhere; not because I hate it here, but because I wonder “What’s over there?” I am blessed and lucky enough to have the means to take trips now and then (certainly not every weekend, but often enough). I grew up in a school that forced me to be trilingual and grew up...
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Every bone in my body Broken one time or two Every hour of the long day Rather spend with you Every year that I’m living Got to stick by your side Sun goes down Moon comes up Sky is black and blue Here I stand Honey, with you
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if you hit a poet & he doesn’t hit you back leave town immediately take out life insurance get a new identity unite with transvestites sleep with unlisted numbers!
Pedro Pietri, Telephone Booth Number 32439 found today in The Outlaw Bible of American Poetry
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perfect concert
-saw The Walkmen last night -at what is one of the only two shows they are playing in the country -for their 20th anniversary celebration, at that -so they called it a birthday party all night -best birthday party ever? -listened to them play for two and a half hours -sipped a Prohibition Ale -got them to play a request -danced my butt off -made a lot of friends -experienced what was possibly the...
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so i saw a "fire opera" last night
I wasn’t quite sure what that meant when I walked into the giant warehouse either but turns it is probably one of the coolest things you will ever see. I’ve always been a really big fan of The Crucible, which is this organization here in the Bay Area that does classes and workshops in machine shop, glass blowing, enameling, fire performance, blacksmithing…you name it. But they...
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all i want to do these days
-go out to eat with friends -sit in my living room by the fire -drink beer -write about beer -take photos -hike -listen to The Walkmen and The Pixies
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My dad is listening to Car Talk in the next room
Woman on the show says, “Well, it’s not my car, it’s my…husband’s car.”
And my dad goes “WOAH-HO, GOOD LUCK BITCH.”
His typical dad-ness really gets to me some times.
“Out of some persistent sense of large-scale ruin, we kept inventing hope.”
– Don DeLillo, White Noise (via ideoclast)
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one of those weeks
Enough things have happened this week (wine with friends, exciting moments at work, homemade pizza, weird people on the bus) for me to write about or discuss, but so far it is just one of those weeks where I don’t know how to write about any of it. It’s all so ordinary, but pretty lovely at the same time. Leave it to memories only?
Sickness creeping. I can feel it. Fighting it off...
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perchance to dream
What must it be like to be a patron of the L Taraval? Or the J Church? Maybe even the K Ingleside? To have one-car trains pull up? Yes, just one car. What must it be like to not be pressed into the sweat and armpits of the people next to you, twice a day at least? To have adequate trains for the amount of people who take your route? To not hate all the other passengers for trying to squeeze...
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Went to a party Friday night where I entertained myself with far too many whiskey sours. I was overly excited to see people I hadn’t seen since graduation (going on four years, here) and got a bit too…what is the kind word for it? Flushed? Woke up the next morning feeling horrible and barely made it over the Bay Bridge back home. I spent the whole day sleeping in bed and then woke up...
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this morning
when I got on MUNI, there was a really sweet Spanish couple standing next to me on the train. I remember them distinctly because one of them was wearing green sweatpants, green like a cartoon lawn, and they both had immaculately clean shoes (Converse and Adidas, respectively). They were carrying camera bags and seemed generally excited to be in San Francisco.
When I got on MUNI again downtown...
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text a man was composing on muni this morning
“I am grateful for you. I am grateful that I can laugh again. Grateful that my problems are so tiny and insignificant compared to what some people are enduring.”
Made my morning.
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correct takeaway message
Shane: so I'm loving the devil in the white city
me: oh my god
Shane: I just want to kill and design outrageously grand buildings
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trivial pursuit with the family
Little brother: You get some pinkie pie!
Other brother: Dude, don't say that.
Little brother: Pink dessert?
Dad: Don't say that either.
Little brother: How about just STRAIGHT UP PINK?
-everyone loses it-
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new years
-Carrot and ginger soup with champagne for dinner -Drank three gin and tonics at a friends -Rambled about the Castro -Made it onto MUNI -Had to listen to three girls screech My Heart Will Go On -While they filmed themselves -Watched fireworks at the Embarcadero -Walked down the middle of Market St. -Made it to the Symphony for the last dance of the masquerade ball