I am in my underwear, barefoot, sitting on the kitchen counter. There's a mouse under our fridge. Impasse. 11:32 PM Dec 28th from web |
In defiance of San Francisco parenting laws, we got Hank a pop gun for Christmas. He holds it to his mouth and makes flute sounds. 6:45 PM Dec 27th from web |
New kid at park took Hank's favorite new truck home, so Hank has decided sharing is for suckers. Sorry, future girlfriends. 2:48 PM Dec 27th from web |
If you lost your beautifully dressed gay man, he's at the Container Store. 12:52 PM Dec 26th from txt |
Entire bar is singing "secret lover". Celebrating Tuesday with a bottle of prosecco. 8:56 PM Dec 23rd from txt |
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Poetry section is next to business section at bookstore. Forced mingling. 6:59 PM Dec 23rd from txt |
The baby woke at 3 a.m. Then he punched me in the face and took my wallet. 4:28 AM Dec 23rd from web |
Watching from a third floor window for half an hour. No one in the city looks up. 4:11 PM Dec 18th from web |
Trying to be more present. So far, it's just making me mildly self conscious. Pretty sure I'm doing it wrong. 11:46 AM Dec 17th from web |
Favorite coffee description on the shop chalkboard: Sweet pink grapefruit, stone fruit, watermelon candy. 1:14 PM Dec 15th from web |
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SF zoo ice rink is blaring "I kissed a girl". Parents, toddlers bobbing their heads in time. 12:03 PM Dec 12th from txt |
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Fact! If it takes you a long time to blink, I'm predisposed to like you. I like slow blinkers. Also? I like pizza. 12:09 PM Dec 10th from web |
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So. Sick. Wishing I had the energy for a sworn-enemies party so I could lick everyone's appetizers. 11:23 AM Dec 9th from web |