Sunday, September 14, 2003
Pancakes at home for breakfast. Shopping for boots for me. We went to Mr. S and Fetters and to Stompers. Stompers had a much better selection and I got a pair of Doc Martens there. It took a long time, as with boots there are many eyelets to cover. A friendly, cute, gay couple was trying on boots when I did, and one of them tried on a pair that must have had at least 40 eyelets—the shoe had an extra tongue of some sort which doubled the regular number of eyelets. The couple each bought a pair of boots, and both wore them out of the store. Lunch at 12th and Folsom (which is the name of the restaurant)—formerly Hamburger Mary's. We're both glad they changed the name of the restaurant to "12th and Folsom" because we could never remember exactly where the restaurant was, which is important because they serve the best onion rings we've had in San Francisco. On previous occasions, we'd drive-wander the correct SoMa subneighborhood it was in but always spend a few extra frustrating minutes trying to find it. 2 iced teas, fajita wrap for me, turkey burger for Patrick: $22.51 before tip. (I can't remember how much we left.) Worked on business cards for me. Dinner at home with Patrick: pasta with stir-fried vegetables, Caesar salad, asiago bread. Proofread Lodestar fiction. New issue coming out this Saturday. Patrick has a Mandarin test tomorrow and afterward will work on decks. All poetry and fiction is ready for review. I still need to do the drama—two pieces this time, Patrick warns. Might be double my usual amount of coding for drama. We'll see. Orientation and start of school this week for me at work. It will be tight, but everything I think shall be just fine.