aw shucks
jaime, your post was so nice. i thought i'd return the favor. i think i'm so freakin lucky to be able to hang out with folks from DC back here. it's cool how we can capture some small part of DC life when we get together. about friday night: don't even trip, since i was really high and couldn't have drove down to palo alto anyway. i went home and totally crashed. we'll work the "hot berkeley chick" thing down in stanford some other time. yeah, it was too bad rawhide sucked. reminded me of that time at Home in DC, except without alice puking (HA!). p.s., there aint nothin wrong with younger guys, man. equal opportunity...

this weekend was so hectic. friday night i escaped from work to see the yeah yeah yeahs at bimbos with some friends from cal. karen o kicks ass. she's my new idol. move over felicity...

saturday morning i went to the immigrant workers freedom ride rally in civic center to promote no on prop. 54. that was pretty cool, gray davis was there. when he said that he had just put dolores huerta on the uc board of regents, i completely thought he was joking, and laughed out loud. wtf? after that, freesia and i went to the beach at crissy field for few hours of vitamin d. i love indian summer. we came home and watched that salma hayek movie frida. didn't love it as much as i thought i would. damn she's got huge boobs. after that, we got all hooched up and rolled out to aforementioned rawhide, in soma. there was an ok sized crowd there, but almost no one was dancing, and the dj was horrible (milli vanilli!). i felt bad cuz i got a gang of friends from hs to come out and pay the $10 cover. oh well.

sunday was a scorcher, so freesia and i went to ocean beach for a little to lay out, and then i went with cherry to the polk street festival. it was already over by the time we got there, but we still bought some cute jewelry (isn't that all street fairs are good for?!). cherry also dragged me into good vibrations, this famous sex shop, and then proceeded to clown me when i wouldn't touch the dildos. i've got limits, yo. we actually looked for that rabbit dildo from sex and the city fame, but couldn't find it. afterwards, i speedracered it down to palo alto to hang with my favorite cohorts of the APA intelligentsia at stanford. i've decided i fucking hate the south bay. the drive down there made me mad sleepy, and it's really boring on 280. it really is the armpit of the bay area. hanging out with owen never changes much (chain-smoking and hours of navel-gazing) but it was a good time with him and the vanguard of apa grassroots organizing.

DAMN! jaime just told me we missed family day. we were planning to have an 801 family dinner tonight. damn.

time for bed. zzzzzz. sorry this entry was a bit diary-like. i'll try harder next time.