Dear Diary . . . day by day

Monday, May 14th, 2001 - Boom, Baby

I had such a good weekend! I've been happier than usual lately, which helped, and I didn't let myself sit around the house all weekend neither. Saturday I paid bills (oh, that was fun), put away clothes and papers and suddenly my room was normal messy, not catastropically messy. That made me happy.
Then, Saturday night, I called Sherman to see if he wanted to go see KFOG's Ka-Boom! with me. Turns out he was planning on going with Ian and Elle, and I BARTed into the City to join them.
It's a long, complicated story of how we ended up going to Ka-Boom! without Ian and Ellie and Leo. I wanted to see the Old 97's play; I didn't want to miss Blues Traveler. Turns out we couldn't even get near enough to see either band and the sound was bad, so, you know. But then we wandered near someone I knew - Janet, who is Kimio's friend, who I took a Unix class along with last year. Janet is fun. We joined Janet and her bunch and ended up having a swell time, chatting about stuff.
Then the fireworks started. Oh. Oh, fireworks make me so romantic. These were synched up to the music, so on Dave Matthew's "Satelite" these huge purple saturns with pink and yellow rings exploded along with every syllable of the title word and there were yellow cascades all during Lennon's "Imagine". We all danced along to "Play that Funky Music", and everyone did the YMCA arms -- so fun! After the show, everyone who had someone kissed. It was wild to see all these heads come together and kiss tenderly as the fires faded from the sky.
The mass of humanity on the way out I could've done without. It took us an hour to get throught the gates and four blocks to BART. BART took forever, stopping all the time because of "slow trains in front of us". At 19th Street Station, we sat for awhile, and I heard the intercom telling some poor saps that they had to change platforms because the train was coming in on a different one. I had no idea, until yesterday, that Marissa and her crew were among those people. Poor things!
Sunday was nice, what with some coffee shop time and gardening. David and I had dinner and watched the Simpsons. I came home, read some, and went to sleep at a reasonable hour.
And now it's Monday.

Exercise log:
Walking the mile or so to Ka-Boom! through the City from Sherman's apartment.
Writing log:
Oh, have the coolest story idea! Must . . . write .. . soon!
I'm currently reading:
The Sweetheart Season by Karen Joy Fowler
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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