2005-02-17 || 2:24 p.m.

|| hello young lovers, wherever you are ||

i wasn't going to write until i had serious photo-documentation of the upcoming all-star love-fest corduroy-and-plaid spectacular weekend, but my gentleman caller gets here in seven hours nad twenty-five minutes and i am ever so excited. plans include, for future reference:
01. staying up to the wee hours on a weeknight/otherwise worknight
02. whiskey
03. san francisco day extraordinaire to include north beach (caffe trieste, richard brautigan park, linking of arms down green street, vesuvio's spiked coffee drinks in upstairs booths, gelato), chinatown, fisherman's wharf (photobooth pictures, maritime museum, possible cocktails and mobster restaurant), dinner with brother jason (painting town red in the quever-bland-hand-brand fashion which includes but is not limited to not deciding on a restaurant, grumbling, heckling, insulting, pouting, and getting intoxicated)
04. brunch every day
05. the cooking and consumption of epicurean feasts
06. driving up the coast to mendocino to stay in a CABOOSE cottage(!) (!!!!!) complete with CLIFFSIDE JACUZZI (!!!!!!!!!)
07. arguing
08. wearing coordinated outfits
09. haircut burlesque
10. frenching
11. causing mass nausea with the liberal/loud use of pet names

i could pee my pants.

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