i've been really busy lately--i think i already mentioned that.
<P>it was nice this last weekend, as my mom came for a visit.  we didn't do anything particularly exciting, as we were both broke, but it was cool just to hang out.  my mom hasn't seen my place in SF since i moved in, practically, so i got to show her all the cool things i've accumulated in the last few years. 
i love my apartment so much...all my stuff.  i'm weirdly proud of it all, though it's mostly just a mess to an outside eye.  my mom brought down a cool chair i bought up in arcata and, as we were walking home from the train, i couldn't resist buying this massive sort of desk thing at a yardsale.  at this point, it's too big to fit in my apartment, but i'm hoping i'll find someone with a circular saw who wants to help me out.  <P>(it's cooler than it sounds--i think.)
<P>
anyway, my mom was here and we hung out and had breakie with jeffrey one morning and went down so i could show her my library another day.  even though we were both broke, i had to show her the amoeba, of course, where i very restrainedly only bought one $5 old feelies album.<P>
as soon as my mom left, i had to face the fact that i had a 20 page paper due this saturday that i hadn't even started.  i've spent the last few days down in the library, typing away.  of course, half the time i'm typing, i'm chatting with boys on the internet, but that means the other half of the time i'm working on the paper--really! 
<P>today i think i finally finished it, other than writing the reference page and a final spelling and grammar check.  it's not too bad--about 13 good, solid pages out of the total of almost 17.  hopefully the professor follows his trend and gives me full marks for it, as it would be nice to start the program with an A.
<P>in any case, the class is almost behind me--saturday is the last day.  then paul will be here visiting monday, probably, and i think i'm going to run him up to arcata on wednesday, maybe, if my car is okay.  then, by the time i get back, it will be almost time to start back to work again.  i swear, though:  i spend more time in my office when i'm on vacation than some people do when they're working!
{title=17 hard fought pages}
{datestamp=200208012007}
 

 

 

is it the fact that i drink out of the bottle or that i use the men's room, if needs be, that makes me so irresistible to men?  or is it just my amazing rack?(it certainly isn't my spelling.)
<P>my conversation with anubis upon returning home from the 3300 club this evening:
<P>ANUBIS:
<P>ME:you're such a good girl!  i am such a drunk!<P>ANUBIS:  <P>ME:  oh, my!  i really have to pee.
<P>ANUBIS:
<P>ME:god, i think i kissed goodbye about three guys roughly old enough to be my father when i left the bar!<P>
ANUBIS:<P>
ME:  god, i love the 3300 club.
{title=in which leo buys me flowers}
{datestamp=200208021911}
 

 

<b>done with the paper! </b><P>i've been really busy lately--i think i already mentioned that.
<P>it was nice this last weekend, as my mom came for a visit.  we didn't do anything particularly exciting, as we were both broke, but it was cool just to hang out.  my mom hasn't seen my place in SF since i moved in, practically, so i got to show her all the cool things i've accumulated in the last few years. 
i love my apartment so much...all my stuff.  i'm weirdly proud of it all, though it's mostly just a mess to an outside eye.  my mom brought down a cool chair i bought up in arcata and, as we were walking home from the train, i couldn't resist buying this massive sort of desk thing at a yardsale.  at this point, it's too big to fit in my apartment, but i'm hoping i'll find someone with a circular saw who wants to help me out.  <P>(it's cooler than it sounds--i think.)
<P>
anyway, my mom was here and we hung out and had breakie with jeffrey one morning and went down so i could show her my library another day.  even though we were both broke, i had to show her the amoeba, of course, where i very restrainedly only bought one $5 old feelies album.<P>
as soon as my mom left, i had to face the fact that i had a 20 page paper due this saturday that i hadn't even started.  i've spent the last few days down in the library, typing away.  of course, half the time i'm typing, i'm chatting with boys on the internet, but that means the other half of the time i'm working on the paper--really! 
<P>today i think i finally finished it, other than writing the reference page and a final spelling and grammar check.  it's not too bad--about 13 good, solid pages out of the total of almost 17.  hopefully the professor follows his trend and gives me full marks for it, as it would be nice to start the program with an A.
<P>in any case, the class is almost behind me--saturday is the last day.  then paul will be here visiting monday, probably, and i think i'm going to run him up to arcata on wednesday, maybe, if my car is okay.  then, by the time i get back, it will be almost time to start back to work again.  i swear, though:  i spend more time in my office when i'm on vacation than some people do when they're working!<P><P>
<b>in which leo buys me flowers</b><P>
is it the fact that i drink out of the bottle or that i use the men's room, if needs be, that makes me so irresistible to men?  or is it just my amazing rack?(it certainly isn't my spelling.)
<P>my conversation with anubis upon returning home from the 3300 club this evening:
<P>ANUBIS:
<P>ME:you're such a good girl!  i am such a drunk!<P>ANUBIS:  <P>ME:  oh, my!  i really have to pee.
<P>ANUBIS:
<P>ME:god, i think i kissed goodbye about three guys roughly old enough to be my father when i left the bar!<P>
ANUBIS:<P>
ME:  god, i love the 3300 club.
{title=in which leo buys me flowers}
{title=17 hard fought pagesand in which leo buys me flowers}
{datestamp=200208042140}
 

 

yesterday i spent the entire day with my good friend jeffrey...
<P>i walked down to his place in the morning and then we walked together up to the upper haight for some breakie at <i>all you knead</i>.  of course, we had a clambake at home before we left.
<P>when we got to the place, we had some lovely mimosas and french toast and pain killers. 
<P>mmmm!  good eatin'!
<P>then we walked around on haight for a while and jeffrey tried on some shirts and such and then, before we knew it!, it was cocktail hour...or at least 2 or 3 in the afternoon.
<P>so we went to trax and i had several ciders and jeffrey had several coronas and we chatted and watched and listened to some really great 80s videos--i guess trax has request 80s videos on sunday afternoons, but we didn't actually request anything.  it was wonderfully nostalgic, in any case.
<P>when it was time to tear ourselves away from trax, i realized i was a little drunk, but i didn't let this bother me and we continued to walk down haight again.
<P>we stopped in the park and we were going to do something nefarious, but we didn't have a lighter, so we bought a lighter at the store on divisidero and haight and then smoked pot like high school kids in some alley...
<P>things are a little unclear at that point, but it seems like we went home and then went out again to get some pizza at marcello's and then to have a drink at uncle bert's.  seems like we must have smoked some more pot somewhere along the way. 
<P>on the way home from uncle bert's, we called sparky's on jeffrey's cellphone and ordered ahead two coffee/chocolate milkshakes and an order of fries and an order of onion rings to go, and we ate those at jeffrey's while we watched the simpsons and part of king of the hill.
<P>i was practically slipping into a coma at this point, so i walked to the train and tried to stay awake until i got home...at which point i called my landlady to chat about certain matters, emailed my mom and talked to paul on the phone.  i hope i made more sense and seemed less fucked up than i deserved to...
<P>so it was rather a lost day, but it was lovely.  i enjoy having jeffrey around so much and i'm glad he moved to SF.  it certainly has increased my level of substance abuse, but it's summer vacation, after all!  what's the harm?
{title=oy, vey!}
{datestamp=200208050836}
 

 

just back from a quick trip up to arcata to drop off paul and to see jessica before she moves to las vegas and to generally drink and carouse as much as possible on a tight budget...it was nice.<P>the drive home was horrendous.  so super hot, and i hate the heat...and, to top it off, i am driving into modesto to see my friend jose tomorrow and it's almost guaranteed to be over a hundred there--what am i doing to myself?
<P>i suppose nothing that i don't deserve...
{title=home}
{datestamp=200208092036}
 

 

just back from a nice weekend in modesto, visiting my friends jose and bobbie...we had the total hot valley experience by going to the waterslides in manteca!  (well, it wasn't the TOTAL experience, as there was no meth involved...)
<P>
i haven't been to the waterslides in manteca--or anywhere else, for that matter--since i was about junior high age.  the thought of tromping about in my bathing suit in public was a little daunting, but i'm glad i went along with it.  i had a great time with jose and his wife and the slides were really a lot of fun.  i was completely tuckered out by the end of the day, that's for sure!
<P>we went back to their place and i was just too beat to even think about driving back to the city.  we got mexican food and watched some movies and had some cocktails and a little smoking enjoyment.
<P>this morning, i made them watch <I>the magnificent seven</I> before i left...i think they were glad i did.  after the movie we amused ourselves by casting the various cats in the house as who they would be in the gang.  the only sure thing was tino as the steve mcqueen character.  oscar may or may not have been the cowardly mayor of the town.
<P>in any case, it was a lovely weekend.  it certainly didn't make me want to live in the valley again, but it did make me want to visit more often.
{title=summer, and the livin's easy...}
{datestamp=200208111855}
 

 

today was a day.
<P>it had frustrating--extremely frustrating!--moments and it had some really pleasant moments, too.  i guess that's what days are probably like, if we're lucky.
<P>this morning i spent forever on the phones with san jose state about my registration for the fall and what happened to my check and all that.  well, basically i spent forever on hold...in five minute increments and then there would be an announcement that said "we are experiencing a high volume of calls and cannot help you now.  your call will be disconnected." and then i would call back.
<P>it was quite annoying.
<P>finally, i got a person and they transferred me and then i left a voicemail and that has yet to be returned.  it's after 11--somehow i doubt they're going to burn the midnight oil and call me tonight.
<P>after i got tired of waiting around at school, i went to kaiser to get a mean shot in my arm, which now aches like mad.
<P>well, it did, at least, until i drank four ciders.  now i can barely notice the pain.
<P>after that, i flirted with a nice boy online and then i went down to the roxie to meet my friend doug for burritos and a movie.  he was, of course, twenty minutes late, but for some reason, i never mind that much with him.  i just expect it and i like him well enough to forgive.  he brought a friend and we met another of his friends--one i really adore--at the movies.
<P>the film we saw was just incredible.  it's called <I>rivers and tides</I> and it's about andy goldsworthy.  (sorry, andy, if that's not your name.  damn, i'm bad with names.)  he's an "environmental artist", which basically seems to mean that he makes very ephemeral art in nature and then photographs it.  some of the images were just amazing.  i wrote a couple of things down about it...
<P>"the red.
<P>the chains of red leaves through the forest...the explosions of red clay in the river, going out with the current.
<P>the saturation of art in process and the need for distance to appreciate...
<P>the chain of green leaves floating with the current, unwinding and rewinding with the eddies.
<P>the structures are like weebl!"
<P>i would really recommend this film, if you are at all interested in life and all that stuff.  it was totally fascinating to me, though i imagine it might be a huge yawn to others.  <P>well, fuck them!  it was brilliant!
<P>after the film we went to the newly re-christened delirium, nee the albion, and i had the four ciders and the boys had one cosmo and two guinesses between them.  i played two dollars worth of great music on the juke box and wished i had a nice boy to play with...but, instead, i took a ride home with my friends when they were leaving and here i sit!
<P>somewhat drunk, but still all starry-eyed about those images from the film and luxuriating in the end of my summer.
{title=ah, life!}
{datestamp=200208122259}

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