This week has been all over the map. Stuff at work has heated up, and I'm busier than ever. That's actually a good thing. I've gotten involved in a cool new project that's quite interesting. I'm hoping it will give me a chance to show at bit more of what I can do.
But I'm glad the week is over. I'm having mixed feelings about this Folsom St. weekend. It looks like the weather will be awesome, so it's likely I'll get over my disgust of the event and wander down to the street fair on Sunday, if only to see what I'd be missing. In the mean time, the town is crawling with horny tourists. I'm scared!
The cute boy from NYC is constantly misplacing his phone, so we haven't talked in a couple weeks. He keeps sending me adorable emails though. As much as I'm terrified by the thought of trying to seriously date someone who's not old enough to rent a car, we seem to get along great and the mutual attraction is obvious. If he gets himself moved out here to SF sometime soon, there's no telling what kind of trouble I'm likely to get into.
I got a new session of bodywork this afternoon. That is, I'd never had that particular session done on me. It was all about hips, and oh boy did my hips get some deep work. I kept repeating to myself what my old yoga teacher used to say: Open hips are the foundation of spiritual achievement. And now I feel ready to don a white linen robe and go chant the moon down from the sky.
My mood the last several days has been quite silly. I don't know what's come over me. Maybe I'm just excited I'm going to get to see all of my sisters next weekend. Yay!