new part-time job - i'm managing interns and doing some editing...also have a few freelance writing gigs going on. it's good to be back in the field i want to be in. sadly, i won't be able to fulfill the dream of living completely on unemployment (tho it did treat me and steve to dinner last friday).

saturday we had a yummy brunch with rtfm at the pork store cafe - i had the chorizo omlette, which was good but kind of intense, and i only ate half. it was super nice out, yet steve and i had nothing to do, so we rented roller blades next to the in n out in fisherman's wharf and skated down the embarcadero. i only fell once! but my ass still hurts like hell. after skating, we had delissssssshis chicken wings at hooters (per margot's recommendation). i don't think steve looked at me once while we were in there. our server was named autumn and i don't know if that was her real name. also, did you know they wear nude stockings?!

saturday night we went to medjool, and it was a gorgeous night. the rooftop bar is always obscenely crowded, so the trick is - get (a few) drinks at the bar on the ground floor, then bring them to the roof. yes, it's four flights up, but so worth it. medjool is such an odd bar - it's like the marina transplanted to the mission. lots of good looking white and asian folk, young, well-dressed. there is also a cheap garage on 21st street, so no worrying about parking. i think this is veering into yelp territory, so i will move on. we ended the night with some cross-fade action and NIZARIOS. YUM. i was thinking about margot and the genesis of the cross-fade. MARGOT COME BACK TO US.

sunday laur and i went to the capsule sf fair in hayes valley, where i bought some overpriced accessories, and overheard a euro-ish guy say: 'this is SO hayes valley.' which it was indeed.