If you read almost any online dating profile, where it asks: How do you usually spend a Friday night? Amost everybody answers that they're usually out barhopping or clubbing, "but sometimes you can find me curled up at home in sweatshirt."
Well Friday night was one of those nights for me, I ordered Chinese food for the first time since moving to SF (!!), streamed some Deep Space 9 on Netflix, and let William make a nest out of my hoodie.
There are days when I'm looking at my life through thick glass. I think you know the feeling. There are days when you care, and days when you... don't. Can't?
Kerstin and I camp in a pony pasture and chase the solar eclipse across Texas.
We popped out into the sun-bleached streets, and there beside us were Corrin and Dafne, rising up the BART escalator. “Hey! You dressed up!” Corrin lit up and Dafne ducked behind him. With eight minutes to curtain, we walked briskly in the summer breeze. Kerstin nearly started skipping, a will-o’
I guess it was my fault. Kerstin would like the karaoke condoms to be accessible, right as you’re running out the door. In case of a karaoke emergency. I moved them, in a fit of spring cleaning, to the champagne bucket under the table with the car keys and