Saturday, March 20, 2010

true story

Last night Helene & I took a long walk to 20th and Irving to see about a coat-rack for the hallway. On the way, as we were walking up Haight and had just passed three homeless men who called us beautiful, I suggested we maybe walk along Page so as to have the sidewalk to ourselves. Because, as I said, even though I have this fantasy that I'm going to meet someone while walking on a crowded street, it never happens -- and instead, I have to avoid tires thrown by street kids (also, true story -- and one of the street kids cleverly threw in "I bet you get men throwing rubbers at you in the street all the time"). SO. We walked down Page until we hit Golden Gate Park. We got the coat-rack, scouted out crowded restaurants to perhaps someday visit, and headed back to our neighborhood. We turned down back to Haight at Masonic -- and within a block -- a guy was trying to talk to us. I didn't get it, until Helene said something, and a random man on the street said "he wants you two to go to a party with him." OK. So we turn back, explain we were taking the air and picking up a coat-rack, and no, not going to any party at that moment. So we're walking away and Helene says she should have facilitated that better, because, after all, the dude was cute. SO HE COMES RUNNING AFTER US and gets our numbers.

The dramatic irony!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

an analogy for life

so. I went out for a drink with a guy last night. and he told me about this study: apparently, tapeworms can actually help people with allergies. people have always gotten tapeworms and tried to fight them off. tapeworms have always retaliated and can suppress the immune system. then your immune system doesn't waste energy (or have the energy to waste) on fighting shit like dust mites and pollen.

the science, if you're interested:

I'm kind of not that interested in the science. I think it's a great analogy for life.

sometimes when you don't actually have anything to fight, you make up imaginary shit (ie, dust mites). better to have a real problem, in small doses (ie, tapeworms).

busy with the everydayness of it all?

how does this always happen??

life can be summed up, however --

I MOVED. I live with Helene and Kimon and Adam in a charming victorian with a backyard.

I read and write in the sunroom.

for valentine's day I went to steve's makeout party. I had a lovely time. then j. broke things off with me. I continue to date. but I run into j. whenever I walk by duboce park. THE BASSET HOUNDS PLAYING = WORTH IT.

for my birthday I had just what I wanted -- a dinner party. I made lasagna and ratatouille and a chocolate layer cake with vanilla AND chocolate buttercream frosting. then we danced to oldies.

a group of friends in the dept. started a reading group and it is marvelous. we critique and then we eat and socialize and drink wine.