working out
Shitty mood again today, so went for a late run up the Lyon Street steps. I hadn't read a novel in a long time and I just tore through Ian McEwan's On Chesil Beach the last three days. It wasn't a vey uplifting read.
drinking
Was still pretty pissed about the jeep today, but met up with Scott at New Bar Tuesday and drowned my sorrows. Nothink like Black Star and flirting with girls in skeeball jerseys to make you forget your cares.
banality
Ran out to Lombardi Sports today and parked the jeep in their narrow garage. When I was backing out, I turned the wheels the wrong way and scraped the driver's side door on a pylon. Feeling pretty damn stupid today.
St. Frances
St. Frances and I drove to Grand View Park today, her favorite spot in the city. When she first moved here, St. F signed up for a stairway tour of San Francisco and she discovered a lot of the city's best vantage points. Grand View Park's
drinking
Burgers at Roam, drinking at Bar None, Pe Yale and the Triangle, dancing at the Ambassador and topping off the night with nachos at Rancho Grande.
Diego
It wasn't a shooting star, but as Diego and I were running for the bus last night on the way to Monk's Kettle we passed two girls also chasing after it. The driver waited for us, and them. So, St. Frances, if we'd stopped
living in SF
The other day St. Frances was expounding her theory of why we should take our time in this life – and specifically what I was missing by running to catch the bus. Something about how there are little details in everyday life that we don't notice, but by slowing
living in SF
I never get any work done when it's shorts weather in SF. All I want to do is walk halfway up Buena Vista and lie out on my fallen log in the sun with my iPhone stuck on Bon Iver.
Corin
I thought a lot about Joan today. She's not the first girl to say "I don't want to fuck you up" right before doing some damage, but she took me on quite a ride. Some of my favorite things in SF I picked up
living in SF
Of course, nothing can beat last October, for a few years at least, but I love this month in San Francisco. It's hot, dammit, and we only get that once a year, for a couple months, peaking in October. There is no people watching like Dolores Park on
living in SF
I'm always trying to sum up San Francisco – to grok all of it at once. Standing on top of this mountain in the middle of the Bay, looking out at all of this city, from Berkeley to the Golden Gate Bridge to Tiburon and back, I'm
outdoors
Not a bad place to wake up, if you have to be up at dawn.