Thursday, September 27, 2007


The flowers you bought me started dying today, a bunch of petals surround the vase like wasted wishes.

5 days of teenage romance after 10 years of nothing; you said you would call when you got to vancouver - that was two days ago.

I miss the boy I fell in love with, but I pity the man he's become. And my heart didn't break when you left, but the spot I had reserved for you is bruised a little..

just like the brown leaves of the orange lilly on the floor.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Perfect San Francisco days..

The past two days have been perfect San Francisco days. I met up with my friend Michael - Try not to panic on my blogroll - to celebrate his belated birthday. We made our way over to California and Van Ness where we caught the California Line Cable Car over to the Cable Car museum. It was cute and very interesting! Then we walked up through Chinatown and went to one of my favorite restauraunts Illuna Basque for small plates and wine. Then we dropped by the Victoria Bakery on Vallejo and bought some Italian cookies, and headed on to Coit Tower to watch the sunset over the Golden Gate Bridge. We finally made our way down to the Embarcadero and took the F-Line Street Car Home (it was the 1960 SF One ). A full day of walking in this gorgeous city.

Today I had a lunch date with myself. I wandered around the Castro and finally decided I didn't want any of the things around here for lunch. So I headed downtown to Chinatown, but just wasn't in the mood for Dim Sum, even though I love it. I settled for a Croque Madame at Cafe de la Presse and sat in the sun on the sidewalk of this charming cafe at Grant and Bush and watched all the tourists go by. It's a great spot for people watching as it is directly across the street from the Chinatown Gates. Also, Teuscher chocolates is a block away so I treated myself to some dark chocolate carmels for dessert.

Also, after much much resistance, I am finally for the first time reading Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City series. I never thought I would love these books as much as I do. He really is a fantastic writer, and there is just something about reading about wandering through North Beach or Russian Hill while you are actually wandering around in North Beach or Russian Hill. Listen to this great line:

"His name is Boris" said Anna
"You don't let him in?" (Edgar)
"He doesn't belong to me."
"ah..then it doesn't count."
"I love him." she said flatly. "That counts, doesn't it?"

How true.


Sorry I've been away..

You wouldn't believe how hard it is to get rid of crabs nowadays!!!