Dear Diary . . . day by day

Saturday, June 2nd, 2001 - Spiders and Leather (among other things)

Ah, I am writing this right before leaving for Santa Cruz with Tim. He came down to stay with me on Wednesday night, and it's been a blissful couple of days just being with him. We get along so well! We do feel as if we know each other very well already, but as time goes by we're discovering things we didn't quite know about each other before. For example, right now Tim is patiently waiting for me to get my stuff together so we can leave for Santa Cruz. He is not being impatient; in fact, he is being wonderful. He says this is because there is no where we have to be anytime soon (the Old 97's concert isn't until later tonight), so there's no point in being impatient. He just isn't. This is generally my take on timeliness, but some people get very annoyed with me for my slow packing/moving out the door process. I'm slowly learning that things are much more laid back with Tim. Ahhh, it's bliss.
Let's see. Wednesday Tim got here and we journeyed off to Good Vibrations (with, as my sister tells it: "a grocery list of sex toys!"; Holly is such a cute little prude). After discovering that Good Vibes selection was indeed too limited for some of the items on our wish list, we went off to infuse ourselves with protein at Ichi's. Ichi was very nice to "Tim-san", and gave him extra mystery rolls. It was delicious, as usual.
After Ichi's, a walk around Lake Merritt (part way around), talk about fiction, general romance. You know, all the beauty I could wish for.
Thursday was a bad day for me at work. The heat really, really got to me, but Janine wouldn't let me leave early. I had a lovely lunch with Tim and Susan, where they gave me much sympathy over my declining interest in bookkeeping. They waited until I could get off work, and we walked to BART by way of the Eucalyptus grove on Berkeley campus.
That evening, Tim and I went over to Susan's for dinner. When we got there, Susan had trapped another spider (Tim had rescued a big hairy spider for her earlier that day), which Tim promptly (and quite accidentally) set free again in her apartment. The evening was otherwise quite successful, with yummy white fish (that starts with a vowel) in bean sauce, risotto and much, much wine. We had good conversation. Eventually Tim and I stumbled home and worked on that exercise log of mine.
Friday, I was feeling horrible and I called in sick. After catching up on some sleep, Tim treated me to Mama's where I had fruit crepes and scrambled eggs. Later on, we went into the City to Stormy Leather, where we hoped to finish our sex toy shopping and instead fell in love (the both of us) with a cute leather corset called "Collette" (it had ruffles; I want it badly). Anyway, because of my ill planning we had to BART back to Oakland for an hour before BARTing back for dinner with Holly and Justin. We had Thai food (yum) and Holly gave us presents from Bali. I now own two gorgeous sarongs (one green and blue and purple and one a bright orange, green and gold), a exqusite set of carved chopsticks and a velvet top (that matches both sarongs). She also gave Tim a intracately woven prayer shawl (which she said was for storytellers, but I suspect she was making that part up). Much loveliness. We ended the night in New Hack City, where Holly and I danced, Tim thought about fiction and Justin spinned music.
Ah, I'm at the end of my story, more or less. We must go to Santa Cruz before it gets much later and I wear on Tim's glorious patience. I'm still learning him, see, and I'm not yet sure where I can push my luck ;-)
Have a lovely weekend, dearies.

Exercise log:
Tim would like me to mention all the great sex we've been having. Yes, indeedy, I am a happy, happy girl.
Writing log:
Soon, really, honestly, I swear!
I'm currently reading:
by James Tiptree Jr.
On hold for now:
Henry and June by Anais Nin

My new PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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