Monthly Archives: March 2002

Lilacs

My apartment has the scent of childhood. I bought a bunch of lilacs on the way home on Friday, put them in a vase that belonged to Nana, my mother’s mother, and put them on my bedside table, where they have been delighting me with their beauty and fragrance...

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Hillbilly Deluxe

If there’s anything that can make you feel worse than taking your cats to the vet, it’s starving them all before you take the chosen victims to their doom. Cleo had to have her teeth cleaned this morning, so that meant no food after 9 last night, since cats...

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Love/Hate: Travel 2

Love/Hate for Friday, March 29, 2002 Travel: Being There Once you’re decanted off the plane, have thanked whatever gods or spirits or what have you for your safe arrival (and that of your beloved baggage, too), have cleared Customs and are in the new place, that’s where the fun...

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It’s official

I have our tickets to England. No turning back now, though I’m slightly dismayed to see that we’ll arrive in London on…9/11. Not that I’m superstitious or anything, and I should have thought of that when I booked the tickets. So my sis and I leave SF at 7...

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Old friends

Last weekend, I had a call from my old friend Peter, and we talked for an hour. Even if we haven’t talked for months, when we do it’s as if no time has passed. Then today, I had a call from my friend, Mary-Lou, telling me that her first...

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Bad mail day

You know how I had the great mail day a couple of weeks ago? Yesterday, I had the hell mail day, brought to me by our friendly government, local and federal: a summons to jury duty for the Superior Court of California, made extra scary by including a form...

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Delay

Well, I needn’t have worried about my trip to England conflicting with Candi and Brian’s visit in June. I just got back from the United ticket office, where I learned that there are no upgrade-able seats available on non-stop flights between San Francisco and London in June or July....

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Trivial

Proof, as if any is needed, of how very shallow and trivial I am: Every time I see this banner around town: I read it one of two ways without stopping to think. 1. In English, as “Laid SF”. 2. In French, as, well, “Laid SF” (“Laid” is French...

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Laziness is its own reward

Sometimes, procrastination is its own reward. My stepmother asked me months ago if I’d come to London, where she lives, sometime this year to help her to clear out my father’s things and send them/bring them/give them to the right people/places/things. Of course I agreed, since taking care of...

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Love/Hate: Travel

Love/Hate for Friday, March 22, 2002 Travel: The Process I have travelled a fair bit in my life, mostly because my father was English. When his parents were alive, we’d visit them every other year, and when my father retired back to England, I visited him there at least...

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Fame

My horoscope for today, from the Chronicle: “You’ve spent too many nights worrying. Let matters run their course.” Considering I’m writing this at 1:00 a.m., it’s probably good advice. Reward for walking home on Tuesday: I finally got to see Nicolas Cage! He has a house (one of many,...

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Getting there

It was a lovely drive from San Francisco to Albion on Friday morning. Despite the gloomy weather forecast, the sun was shining, and the usually “golden” (read: brown) hills were still green from the winter rains. Delicate, orange California poppies, waxy white Calla lilies and bright yellow daffodils bloomed...

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Jed Arm

Jed Arm: Pronunciation: jed ‘ahrm (noun); a condition of the human upper limb, with varying degrees of pain, caused by throwing a ball or stick for hours at a time. Similar to housemaid’s knee or tennis elbow in cause and effect. Back from my long weekend in the country...

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Au revoir

OK, kiddies, I’m off to visit my brother & sister in the country for a long weekend, leaving John to his own devices (staying up late, watching horror movies, eating frightening junk food). But never fear, here’s your Friday Love/Hate (see below). Have a good one!

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Love/Hate: Birthdays

Love/Hate, Friday, March 15, 2002 Birthdays John and I both turn 40 this banner year. He is much older than I am, since his birthday is in April and mine is in distant June, but his feelings about his birthday verge from the indifferent to active dislike, whereas I...

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Yesterday (not the sucky Beatles one, either)

OK, so yesterday was a fairly Z grade day as days go: exhausted and cranky with teeny burning holes in my face where my eyes should have been; endless crazed phone calls from my mother; mathy work requiring cognitive thought when sleep-deprived. Now, bad days are always improved by...

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Sleep deprived

I wish I could call in sleep deprived. Not sick, but impaired. Somehow, I don’t think my boss would take kindly to that phone call. “I’m sorry, but I’m staying home to sleep. We’ll all be better off.” For the past three nights, I have fallen asleep exhausted, slept...

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Paris vs. San Francisco

San Francisco’s mayor, Willie Brown (who refers to himself in the ebonics third person as “Da Mayor”, and I’m not kidding), decided that he’d rather be in Paris than attend his city’s very first coalition meeting on homelessness, which many San Franciscans consider the city’s biggest problem. Now, I’m...

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Check-ups

We took all four of our cats to the vet today for their annual check-ups. Cleo has to have her teeth cleaned, Hannah has one of her recurring ear infections, and Sophie is on diet food again to lose 2 pounds, but otherwise, they’re all in good health. Jack,...

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Love & Hate #1: Buffy’s New Hair

Love/Hate – Friday, March 8, 2002 John and I are going to try and start our very own Friday tradition, though with my limited attention span and capricious temperament, who knows how long the tradition will last? The idea is we’ll pick something and each take a side, one...

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