Blind Date Update: 2:30 p.m. Saturday afternoon. Meet O— at Haight and Stanyon. Walk to the Japanese Tea Garden. See what happens. I'm looking forward to this. Her emails seem very nice so far. I'm not being nearly as nebbish as I had thought I would be. Hell, I'm not being nebbish at all. What's wrong with me?

seems I have a date on Saturday afternoon.

operation My Couch Takes Up Half My Livingroom is completed. It is time to initiate operation Get Many Bookshelves and then operation Hang Curtains ( Read more... )

preparations for Operation Receive Comfy Package are in full effect.

I don't know what's worse, the color pink or juju bees.

in honor of getting my new couch tomorrow I have gotten celebratorily drunk.

I'm really not sure what's going on right now but I feel the need to tell you all about it. It all boils down to friction, is what I'm getting at. oh, hell. you're not listenting anyhow ( Read more... )

If I can just localize all this nonesense to my feet, I think I'll be alright.

Note to self: in the future do not buy rounds for the entire bar even if it is 12 a.m. bringing in St. Patricks Day.

Update: 2:59 a.m.

crap... what was I going to say?

I have to be honest. Sometimes my nose is like a religious experience.

Court invalidates California's ban on same-sex marriage