Loose Ends and Updates

I had to dress up recently. Clearly, no botox and too little on the make up. Thanks York for the photo. Elija has agreed to be my systems administrator. Thus the photo postings of late. My tech guy also changed my browser, and I've had to learn to use it and reset everything. I'm still figuring things out. It's for the best.

So much to tell... sort of in order...

On Friday, I learned my teeth are more fucked up than ever. The night before, I was on painkillers, and that was fun. Dealing with Kaiser is not. Paying to park at my HMO, even for $2, pisses me off.

My birthday was lovely. Elias, the boyfriend, came through with a fancy dinner and sweet presents on Friday night. The coworkers kicked in with a home karaoke machine. Yeah for me and too bad for my neighbors.

My joint birthday party with my roommate, Martina, was great fun. Anna gave me a set of 8 martini glasses, so I can't quit drinking any time soon. Neither can anyone who stops by. Steve gave me a book on blogging and Robin gave me a much needed, compact, California bird guide. The bird guide fits in my back pocket! Two of my roommate's friends gave me gifts -- how thoughtful. Rafi and Serene gave me panties from American Apparel. One for me and one for E. Francesca gave me the cutest little blown glass vase. Other gifts -- TJ gift card, potted flowers, and all sorts of spirits. I had homemade cake courtesy of Elias. Pac'a slept in until 9:00 a.m. on Sunday, so you know we were up late. My mom, dad, bros, Chuy, et al called. Thank you to all of you.

I learned my friend, Batt, is putting his new diet out there to the public in the form of t-shirts and coffee mugs.

Dirty Dan gave me bday wishes on his blog. Longtime friend, Colleen, featured me in her blog today. I thought she was going to write more stuff on the gun incident and less about drugs and my bossy ways.

[To be clear, in case you read Colleen's piece: I'm not a public defender, but instead I'm a legal aid lawyer. I don't do any criminal law, and by federal regulation, I cannot. So don't start with the questions. I will give you this tip: if you're busted with less than an ounce of weed, insist that the charge be reduced to a misdemeanor of disturbing the peace or something. Don't admit to anything; you don't need a drug conviction on your record. I have never personally been arrested or charged for any offense, but I know people who have. Also, I did a 3-month internship with the public defender's office, and I learned a lot. If you have problems with your welfare, social security, unemployment, and foodstamps, I'm your girl, but only if you live in our service area.]

For our trip next week, we're going to Morro Bay on the California coast. We booked a room at a Days End, and we can bring Pac'a, and they have a hot tub. Good birding. Not too long of a drive.

Elias left this morning. He's back to the bay area for the week. Also, he'll be teaching some Greek this summer at U.C. Berkeley, so get enrolled now.

I learned today that Mosca doesn't like to go a day without reading me. Sorry. But it's weird too since she complains about my writing. It's not formal enough, she complains. But I'm not writing for a judge; I'm writing my blog and working hard to develop my voice... . I referred her to Colleen and Dirty Dan since both mention me lately, and as a mom, she should read DD's posting about Bratz (DDWS, 3/3/05). I also promised to get my act together and provide more value to my people.