San Francisco

I am really enjoying my new town!! In addition to the beach and the massages last week, I had a fun Halloween with Brian and Sandy on Wednesday. We (ibym: Brian) made fondue and it was wonderful. We spent some time catching up with Sandy and it was really nice. Thursday turned out to be about 75 and gorgeous, so I went to the Park, enjoyed the sunshine, and watched the ducks at Stowe Lake. I went on dates both Thursday and Friday nights- both super-nice guys who are both super-interested in me but I'm not sure what I'm ready for right now (because as you all know, I only fall for emotionally unavailable men, but that's a whole 'nother therapy session). We'll see what happens.


Saturday I spent in the Park as well- I wore my new (ibym: bought in April but have never worn) hiking boots and fed the birds and saw Chomp!- an exhibit of carnivorous plants- at the Conservatory of Flowers. I ended up back at The Little Shamrock which is my new favorite bar ever- great music, cheap drinks, and board games! Thursday night date met me and Brian there and it was a really fun time.


Sunday was beautiful as well, so Suzy and I donned our sandals and met Brian for brunch in the Castro, did a little shopping, and then watched three movies at Harvey's- Mary Poppins, The Dark Crystal, and Death Becomes Her. Possibly my new 2nd favorite bar ever. Monday we went back for trivia night where we came in last place but had a blast- totally my new Monday night activity- and I met up with a guy I went to high school with and probably haven't seen in almost as many years as it's been since I've seen The Dark Crystal. It was really fun to see him and catch up.

Sandy stayed an extra day after her show and we went to the Legion of Honor (where The Thinker lives right now) and it was freezing, so we went- guess where? to The Little Shamrock- where she schooled me in Scrabble and then I kicked some Trivial Pursuit butt. There was a fire in the fireplace there and Irish coffees. I can't believe I have to go to Anaheim tomorrow- I feel like San Francisco and I are at the beginning of a beautiful relationship and I'm going to miss it incredibly while I'm gone.

I don't want to mention the fact that my shuttle is picking me up in just over 12 hours and amidst all the fun, I haven't done anything remotely productive like buy toothpaste, do laundry, test my show, water my plants, take out the trash, clean out the fridge, or pack. Or the fact that I'm completely wired from all the Irish coffees (whyeeee does the "Irish" not cancel out the caffeine?) and there are people asleep in every room of my house except this one, where I can't really do any of those things on my list. Well, I could pack, IF I had done my laundry.

Yes, my friends... tomorrow is going to be a very long day- a long day that ends at the Holiday Inn in Anaheim, which contrary to popular belief, is not really the happiest place on earth.