weekend

anna came over on friday after work. my roommates were both out of town for the weekend, so we took advantage by hanging out in the living room, drinking vodka and looking at the internets. flash forward an hour and a half and we stumbled out of the apartment to start the evening.

we had dinner at firewood, on 18th st. just west of castro. it's a brick oven pizza place that was pretty decent - nothing amazing, but we shared a pizza, a salad, and each had a glass of wine and got out of there for $17 each. there are so many amazing restaurants in my neighborhood, but i only seem to know the really pricey ones, so it was nice to go to a place that is on the cheaper end.

we walked down 18th st. to the mix, which is my favorite bar in my neighborhood. we met anna's friend from high school there and sat out back on the patio for the rest of the evening. we made a few friends (one of whom told a homeless man he looked like pocahontas before dubbing him "pocahomless"), smoked some cigarettes, drank some beers... it was great.

after a stop for a last drink at moby dick's (none of us is still totally sure why we decided on that), we stopped at 7-11 for some snacks and called it a night.

anna and i went to sleep at 2a - and at the bright hour of 7:45a she got up to go for a run. i know. she's crazy. she left around 10a to go wine tasting (again - crazy) and i pretty much spent the day recovering. i'm not young anymore and that night and that level of drinking took it out of me.

i went to the east bay saturday and had dinner with my mom. we found "bridget jones' diary" on tv and then i passed out at 10:30p. we woke up the next morning and started cooking brunch for my dad and his partner for father's day. it was delicious!

the house my parents moved to when they came to california is for sale, so we went to the open house. two main thoughts - 1) the house is so much smaller than i remember it (i was about 3 when we left so it's understandable) and 2) it is in a bad neighborhood. i can't even imagine what it was like then but... whoa. east oakland.

when i was younger i was in a children's choir, and the current group left for tour today. last night, they had their final concert of the season, mostly for the parents before they lost their kids for 2 and a half weeks to st. petersburg, slovakia and estonia. it brought back some good memories, and i saw a couple friendly faces from the past.

anyway... now i'm back at work. wheeeee!