Ketchup

So, San Francisco has been keeping me pretty busy. Making friends, going to see music, bikes, beach, tiki bar, dancing, and fine dining. I'm like a new woman- all this going out and not laying in the bed reading Apartment Therapy. There's no denying that I like this city a lot. I will write a more informative paragraph when I am less exhausted.

gosh. so was trying to go on a beer diet: no beer, less beer, you know. but 36+ hours of on call erase that and i find myself buying a pint of rasberries for $1, loosing the other nineteen, dinner byobeer paquan oops broke the fast and at a rock and roll show at an over packed bookstore. the oc's. they were fun but i had to pee and so i made my neighbor andrew leave with me and on the way home serendipidy, absolute serendipity, accidentally walked guerrero instead of valencia and behold tartine bakery- best bakery in the city of san francisco and perhaps beyond holding an art opening the likes of which included every goodie imaginable and filled our pockets with quiche, yes we did. consumption included the ever raved about morning scones; chocolate chip crupets, apple tart, pumpkin and ginger bread, collision of something good cookies, scone involving some sort of oh my oh my don't know what cheese and of course free wine and when it came down to it, I had to call my co-worker, office mate, and mission neighbor because behold we had been talking about infiltrating tartine that very same morning and of course chaplain and her husband encouraged and facilitaed the stealing of a very prime and oft coveted loaf of seven dollar bread. oh gosh i may be hungover for my first unit's evaluation tomorrow morning, but oh well, nonetheless, i will certainly be happy girl!

ferdinand the bull's demise appearing soon when i get a chance to photolog pictures from mark's birthday / belle weekend in santa cruz.

election night in canada.

didn't anticipate how good this would make me feel. though didn't anticipate such a close race on prop 8 and feel bad for not following through on campaigning for them. thought i could assume that it would be ok, but you know what they say about assuming. ok. so drunk; tired; happy; anxious; all things. gnight.

So I went on Critical Mass yesterday. It was pretty much insane.

The best was when this middle aged Chinese woman stepped out into the stream of bikes and tried to embrace this stealth young biker who was dressed as a skeleton. She wanted "to jump his bones."

Did Halloween with Mark's friend Justin and a bunch of his friends. It was lots of fun. Hung out, ate lots of pizza, went to a couple of parties. The best was when one of the antique dolls managed to flag down a private bus with leather limo seats and a dancing pole, which with the flash of her bloomers was ours for the time it took for us to empty it of its Bud Lite.

The young man sitting next to us on the bus chewing tobacco and spitting it into a plastic beer cup was "stoked to be surrounded by all these drunk chicks."

Very Good News

Tracy's cochlear implant got turned on today and already it is working better than she had dared to hope. She told me she heard it rain for the first time in years.

Thursday night Emily and Jacob came to town! I got to keep them the whole weekend. It was really nice to see them.

We walked around some, but mostly just ate yummy food. Indian! Italian! Mexican! More Mexican and mostly Mexican!

Jacob really liked the leaves that look like flowers.