truth

easter sunday sweater, little rabbits on there.
i really should be packing my stuff right now.  i have too much baggage, i need to throw it all out and start over.
i need to forget that it ever existed.

hey coffee eyes

everything has been weird lately.  my lack of motivation combined with my alcoholism is making for a very strange lifestyle.  i've become almost entirely nocturnal, many nights drinking until around 5am.  i am not doing anything even remotely productive.  i feel like it's a phase though, i'm pretty convinced that my move at the end of this month will help to snap me out of it.  as for the more immediate future, tonight should be interesting.  it's diary night, which could end with me feeling 'pop punk' or feeling 'emo'.  i'm really hoping for some sort of happy ending tonight, but i expect nothing. 

thought i had my shit figured out, but i guess i'm just as fucking crazy as i used to be.

day after day after day

Lately, it's been looking beautiful outside my window.  But when I go outside, it's so cold.  nothing's as it seems.

last night was a crazy little neighborhood party.  drank a bit at work, than brought quincy over to my hood.  we went into the residence and got sucked into an alcohol driven frenzy that took us to pilsner inn and eventually to bill's house.  hangover central today.

  it's opening weekend for the giants.  i'm going to watch the game tonight at underdogs and try to buy tickets from a scalper at the ballpark for tomorrow's game.  i've got field club tickets to the game on monday, which is really exciting.  i can't wait.  tonight is the grand opening party for steve chen's new store, MAAS & Stacks.  it's also Aria's birthday party at the castle.  it's going to be a busy night, hopefully it'll be sufficient to keep my mind off other things.  tomorrow is JoJo's official birthday dinner at Juban Yakiniku in japantown, then karaoke, then sweaterfunk.  there's no time for me to miss you.

02222010

it snowed all night last night
and my world is falling apart.

la fin de la semaine

I finally found a primary care physician and got a check up today.  It's the first time in years and it feels really good to have done it.  now i need to find a good dentist in the city and get my teeth cleaned.  i'll be a whole new person.  February has been fast and fantastic.  i'm sure someday i'll understand it all and be able to put it into words.  but for now, duty calls!

it's really nice working a job where friday is actually a friday.

Kung hei fat choi

you make me want to throw my convictions out the window.  the broken one.

I'm ready to dive right in, ready for the rabbit.
and I've constructed a short list of "resolutions" I'd like to try out in the upcoming lunar year.

1.  Buy the Chronicle, everyday
2.  Cut back on alcohol consumption ($$$$)
3.  Attempt a more GF lifestyle
4.  Utilize my supply of slide film

And for the record, I'm really digging the bar next to my house, The Residence.  They fed me little hamburgers and shots of tequila for free tonight.  It was delightful to say the least.  I also enjoyed a good cup of espresso and some excellent tunes at Pirate Cat Radio, then had a fantastic dinner with Amelia, Nicole, and Scott at Blowfish.  The Ritsu roll was definitely my favorite of everything we ate, with the Pyramid of Tartare coming in second.  I also bought a bottle of the Yuki No Bosha 'Beauty of Akita' unfiltered sake that we all shared.  Not bad for a Monday night.

lips of faith

if vitamin c overdose is possible, i am well on my way.

recap:
lucky chances
uhaul to marin at midnight
sweaterfunk & punching out the window
lunch with natalie at b44
grow up at madrone
bisou bisou, girl talk
art deco brunch, north beach coffee
ren's place, coco, crescent hotel
sleeping in until 6pm with you
multicultural mondays at rooky ricardo's records
naked lunch
hot totties, li po happy hour, mannequin arms
tsunami
the residence, movie night at your place
cholas at casanova, sweaterfunk & jojo to the rescue

and the cold hits me so hard, just in time for diary.