A bad decision: having lunch at La Vaca. That brought me uncomfortably close to death.
I think I'll leave the paper alone for a couple of hours and go to Dante's now.
Huh. This is a weird welcome back to my annual visit of the old Livejournal friendship page. It reminds me of how, at the time, I thought it was…
The aftermath of the election makes it seem like we're all in for a very serious emo time, better suited to journaling than yelling on Facebook, yet…
Hey. it does!