Very excited about Indian brunch at Dosa. Even more very excited to be having Indian brunch with lovely friend.
The new job starts Wednesday. The stress dreams started this morning.
Bar Crudo is a dangerous place.
Intermission for ACT’s Brief Encounter. Excellent times.
It is ridiculously muggy. WTF weather? My sunglasses keep steaming.
Suddenly got all nostalgic for brunches at Eat Well with the All Star All Stars. I miss those amazing All Stars.
Nah, we don’t need healthcare reform at all: RT @SFist: Woman’s Bleeding Breast Not Emergency, Says Blue Shield http://bit.ly/2CrktR
Hoping Mexican food somehow cures this vicious upset stomach. If not the food, then the company. You got that company? Cure me. No pressure.
That last bite was all cheese.
This is not OK- RT @nprnews: Census Worker Found Hanged In Kentucky With ‘Fed’ Scrawled On Chest http://su.pr/33ZClg
I don’t think I’ll ever tire of seeing San Francisco’s skyline glowing in the fog.
Oooooh gmail can now be pushed to iPhone. Now iPhone is almost useful.
My heels are looking 35.
Um. I was told this was a heat wave. I’m not complaining, but I am underdressed.
Waiting on Wynton Marsalis to bring the Jazz. Upercase Jazz.
