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Yesterday was completely surreal and amazing.
12:30---Joan and I went to some sidewalk cafe, where we ate veggie/pesto omletes and mimosas...
Somehow we ended up in the Mission, thrifting like mothafuckas for a birthday dress for me, which we found (and it's fucking lovely, I tell you!)
...one thing led to another, and we were back home in the Haight, on a rooftop overlooking most of the city, blanketed in fog, drinking homemade frozen drinks and talking about how we ended up in San Francisco...We killed the bottle of Vodka, went to Brian's, then got the idea to visit friends of hers in the Tenderloin...
...walked through completely sketchy neighborhoods, arms linked, drinking Red Hook Blondes and New Castles until we decided we thought that was the building...couldn't remember the apt number so we waited until someone opened up the door...figured out, drunkenly, where thier room was, ran in, and drank more beers before climbing up to their roof over looking the not-so-scenic tenderloin...we sat up there in the light rain, watching the city, completely enthralled with our lives..
...the four of us took a walk and ended up at a seedy Korean bar, where we dominated the jukebox and played lots of James Brown...The place was maybe half the size of The Emerald..we rocked. Hard. We danced all over the place and snuck Tony beers...Then we cabbed it back to Joan's, walked to my house to grab my mattress...Tony and I carried it on our heads back to her place so we could all have a sweet-ass sleepover. Made coconut soup at 4am. Fell asleep, cuddled up with a verrrrry sexy boy, around 6am.
This morning, after waking up, Tony walked me to work..And on the corner of Haight and Laguna I got my first birthday kiss of the year.
12:30---Joan and I went to some sidewalk cafe, where we ate veggie/pesto omletes and mimosas...
Somehow we ended up in the Mission, thrifting like mothafuckas for a birthday dress for me, which we found (and it's fucking lovely, I tell you!)
...one thing led to another, and we were back home in the Haight, on a rooftop overlooking most of the city, blanketed in fog, drinking homemade frozen drinks and talking about how we ended up in San Francisco...We killed the bottle of Vodka, went to Brian's, then got the idea to visit friends of hers in the Tenderloin...
...walked through completely sketchy neighborhoods, arms linked, drinking Red Hook Blondes and New Castles until we decided we thought that was the building...couldn't remember the apt number so we waited until someone opened up the door...figured out, drunkenly, where thier room was, ran in, and drank more beers before climbing up to their roof over looking the not-so-scenic tenderloin...we sat up there in the light rain, watching the city, completely enthralled with our lives..
...the four of us took a walk and ended up at a seedy Korean bar, where we dominated the jukebox and played lots of James Brown...The place was maybe half the size of The Emerald..we rocked. Hard. We danced all over the place and snuck Tony beers...Then we cabbed it back to Joan's, walked to my house to grab my mattress...Tony and I carried it on our heads back to her place so we could all have a sweet-ass sleepover. Made coconut soup at 4am. Fell asleep, cuddled up with a verrrrry sexy boy, around 6am.
This morning, after waking up, Tony walked me to work..And on the corner of Haight and Laguna I got my first birthday kiss of the year.