Got Fresh, Showed Out

[There was...]

[...a lovely post-work walk in the sunshine from Potrero Hill to the Castro, which included strolling past the Lex , which prompted a text message to my favorite dizzyke...]

[...the best of intentions only to have two, three at the most...]

[...meeting one of the undisputed blogerati at the Edge, and laughing at his current virtuo-drama...]

[...letting the best of intentions go amid fried food, a silly fight, and ending up leaning on Sean and Alicia at Martuni's spewing the functional equivalent of "I really love you guys" (*eyeroll, major eyeroll*)...

[...waking to no hangover and things to do...]

[...getting blood drawn...]

[...and, finally, a damn haircut, and a damn good one, too...]

[...burgers at the new joint around the corner with Sean, then a trip to H&M to shop (him) and cruise (both of us; how 'bout that redhead cashierboy?)...]

[...the massive, annual day-before-Mother's-Day sidewalk sale on Fair Oaks Street in the Mission with the Dolores House crowd and appurtenances pertaining thereto...]

[...watching the first few episodes of Weeds on DVD with Allen (good show)...]

[...getting my Bar prep curriculum together (ugh!)...]

[AND...]

[...my sister's first Mother's Day as a mother, my own mother's 36th as such, and some delicious barbecue chicken, roasted taters and veggies, wine (of course, it's my family), and a bigger-than-usual hug from my dad at the end.]

[I've had better weekends, but much, much worse ones as well, especially lately.]

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