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July 14, 2005
Flusterated, to say the least
You know what would mean the world to me?
This is silly, I know, but...
If I have to go to court in SF at some point-
and you have the time, (likely a Monday or Tuesday)
would you come with me? So I didn't have to do it alone?
Just be there. That's all. We'd have coffee.
I avoid my life like the plague because I'm afraid,
and I sometimes find that this can only be overcome
with a stronghold of humanity on which to find footing.
Some assurance -hell, an inkling- of natural goodness,
to flush out the deep and textured oil slicks
of suspicion and malice.
...or maybe that's just me.
Posted by kati at 10:20 PM
July 10, 2005
Sub-marina
A tale from my most recent trip to the Marina:
In the bed of my pickup, parked on Chestnut and Scott Streets, were two white plastic bags full of clothes. I had intended to drop these items off at Goodwill, but upon the discovery that they were closed for the evening, I decided to leave the bags overnight. Should someone happen upon the potentially desireable booty and take it - I thought - fine. If not, it would go to Goodwill in the morning.
When I came upon my truck this morning, I found that not only were my bags still safely stowed in the truckbed, there were two, new, *black* trash bags full of sweaters and pants.
Only in the Marina.
also good to note- in front of us in line at the Noah's bagel this morning, a young couple argued about whether or not to take a four-day vacation in Telluride. The girl felt that she was being "guilted into it."
Posted by kati at 04:21 PM