Notes:

#I took today off to watch my friend graduate from UCSF with her doctorate in medical anthropology. It was a satisfying event for everyone, I think. How can you not deeply respect and celebrate these peoples' accomplishments, even those graduates you don't even know? And the commencement speech was so interesting! I think it's the first that I've been able to pay attention all the way through. Then we went to see the bison in Golden Gate Park.

#You know you're an internet rockstar when guys start sending you naked photos of themselves.

#Apparently I look better in a skirt than in pants, regardless of the skirt. Yes, Jish and Ruaraidh, I'll admit it: You were right.

#A group of us are going dancing tonight at 111 Minna. Join us if you're so inclined!*

#If you live in the San Francisco bay area (or the SoCal area), and you like going to plays and shows and ... well, any kinds of shows, actually, sign up for Gold Star Events. I get weekly emails of shows they're offering half-price tickets to, and sometimes they'll send something out for comp tickets. I got one for the SF Symphony's Beethoven production, and decided to try it out. There was a $7 service charge, but I figured that was worth the cost for a little culture. I also figured that with practically free tickets, I'd be napping way up in the nosebleeds. Imagine my surprise when the ushers kept directing me closer and closer to the front! Turns out my seat was in the second row from the front, center of the row. It was amazing.

#Oh! And I was talking to someone randomly yesterday and found out that he not only works for the same company as an ex of mine, they work in the same friggin' department! And I was told that my ex and his wife are expecting their first child. Wow. It never really comes home to you how far along you are till the people you practically grew up with start doing adult stuff like buying houses and having children. Matt, if you're reading this, congratulations. I always thought you'd have kids. You'll be a great dad.

* UPDATE: If you went because of me last night, I'm sorry. One day, we'll be back at Minna when people (other than ourselves) will be dancing. I'm praying for that day.