Thursday, July 30th, 1970
at 5:22 p.m.
It's been a gorgeous weekend! Yesterday was the latin portion of my neighborhood's annual Jazz Festival in the Park and Katie and I shook our asses to some really great music while Ryan lazed inthe sun (and watched our bags). The highlights were definitely the solo people in the midt of the crowd standing and sensuously dancing above all their neighbors to their own beat. Oh, and the plethora of GIANT dragonflies that appeared from nowhere and would just hover above our heads, casting ominous shadows.
Of course, the music and dancing were really fun as well! Later on my newly 21-friend Colleen joined us for grilled chicken and salad at a restaurant I've gone to since I was little, which is diagonal from the square and therefore had great eating acoustics.
The day could have been complete there, but nope we headed back to mine and played a very amusing game of scrabble, with proper names and familiar foreign words allowed. The best of the game: raton, merde, Vitasoy, and porn. After that we were uncertain what to do, so we played a game I used to play when I was a kid called Hide and Seek To the Death. You select one room (preferably at the end of the house) as 'home base' then turn off all the other lights--it has to be night time to play. One person then goes and hides somewhere, and everyone else is in 'home base' and counts to fifty. After that they open the door and must venture out to find the person who is hiding somewhere in the pitch-black house. This part is very scary! Then when someone comes across the hiding spot, it becomes a game of 'it' and the person hiding must 'get' someone while everyone else tries to make it back to 'home base.' THen the person who is caught hides.
Once we wore out that game though we wondered what to do so we decided to go look for haunte places in the city (apparently we thought we were nine last night, Scrabble, hide and seek, etc. . .) but Katie joked, "we're too scared to look for our friends in her house, you think we can make it in a place we think is haunted??" Everyone thought that that was a good point. So instead we remembered our age and went to a really cute local bar called Sweetie's, and learned some new drinking games. Also, pear cider is delicious!
After that we decided to find another place we hadn't yet gone so we went to this brewery that is on the brink of North Beach (my neighborhood), and the financial district, on Colomus, and though my friends thought I was leading them to some seedy alley to shoot up (JK), it turned out to be really nice. We got some of their house-made lager and listened to live jazz, another theme of the day (aside from a reversion to childhood, hehe).
Today my mom and I bought her carpet which is actually more exciting than it sounds because now we can fix up that bedroom (FINALLY), just in time for hordes of company arriving on the 8th!
Also today, my barbaeque, at 7 Some really good people are coming so it should be awesome! And it doesn't hurt that it's another gorgeous day. For once global warming is getting something right!!
Sighhh
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