It’s 82 degrees F outside right now. This is extremely rare for San Francisco. I wish I had short sleeves on.
I went outside to walk around and get a coffee. Some random guy in a minivan shouted out his window as I crossed the street, “You’re beautiful, baby!” I guess having a good hair day and wearing the expensi7e jeans will do that.
Back when I was all punk rock and nineteen and extremely sensitive to the patriarchy oppressing my body, I probably would have been deeply offended by this. But I’m much older now and instead I just thought, yeah. I really am. Sorry for setting the women’s movement back, ladies.
Of course had the guy pressed it even an inch further, I would have given him the finger.
Anyway. Hot out. Tonight we are going to dinner with one of my best pals from those punk rock and nineteen days, Joshua Plague, formerly my roommate and also formerly of the Mukilteo Fairies and Behead The Prophet. Did you know that he is now a vegan chef? So we are going out for some vegan food. Also joining us will be our other roommate, the lovely Ert. Huzzah!
hey, this is jim, who used to be metraboy on diary-x and jwithington round these parts. and i just wanted to say hey because i added you, and because i still think of you as the first online journaller i ever found, years ago.
notice i didnt say that i “blame” you. đŸ™‚
also, i wanted to say that hearing about Ert, this mythic person you always mention, lead me to think about how odd this here interbot is, these livejournals and blog this’n’that.
rock on.
Hey I remember you! I added you also.
Ert is one of my rare current friends that I met pre-internet actually. We pre-date blogging!