This morning I took a stripping/pole dancing class. before that i woke up way too early on a Saturday for a sweat-inducing step class. between the two, there was brunch. next is a dinner, then a house party, then a dance, then a different house party with a blues theme. Want to hear about it? You'll have to wait. I'll write all about it in the morning/afternoon when I get up.

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Traveling and exploring new places sometimes brings out the homebody in me. The instability that comes with living out of suitcases and on various couches is inherently freeing and unsettling.   I left Karen and Manu’s SoMa loft on Wednesday, and am now settling into my sister Ahrie’s Haight-Ashbury apartment. It’s in more of an organic neighborhood (in terms of urban development and groceries), with plenty of shops, restaurants, and a market. The apartments themselves are quite different.  ...

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AKA the post full of hyphens and parentheticals   Rather than “he-loves-me/he-loves-me-not,” I’ve been spending the day thinking, “I love SF, I love it not.”   First, a preface: my very-late/very-early flight last-night/this-morning took me through the hell of Las Vegas where enclosed rooms full of smokers at garish slot machines dominated the airport. Imagine my delight when the very generous Pat Poon appeared at the airport, without any sense of obligation, to deliver me to Karen and Manu’s...

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