Friday night a lady friend crashed at my apartment after a night of shenanigans. Next morning we woke up hurtin and making fun of ourselves. We both had terrible stuffed sinuses, probably too many cigs and the dry heat. She says 'I must be allergic to something. I think it's your cat.' And we howled with laughter.
Have gotten help from well-placed folx in the City of Oakland housing department (different place than the housing authority), whatever comes next I will have legal assistance and advocacy and I am no longer panicking like I've been the past few days.
Gotta say SFO's new Terminal 2 (American, Virgin America) might be best terminal in US now after the upgrades rest of the airport still blows. :) Lots of space, lots of light, lots of good unique food.
if you will be at ACRL, consider coming a day early to unconference with Char Booth and moi. we'll be talking about scholarly communication and trying to fix the world. http://www.acrl.ala.org/acrlins...
I should write a book. Or at the least a telenovella. On my character nicknames alone. Which I can't take sole credit for. It's a combined lady friend effort. My recent favorite entry: 'dick feelings pie chart guy'. Because who can remember names?
Thanks for always being there, FF. To repay your kindness, I actually took photos of fun baking experiments! With a real camera! Apple roses, so pretty but easy to make, and they taste just like tiny bite-size apple pies.
My nieces and nephew are sleeping upstairs and my brother and sister-in-law are at a movie. They don't get out much because, as my brother puts it, they have 4 kids and trust issues. Lol! Glad I'm here to give them a night out.