thought

film
July 10, 2004

So my film scanner got here last night. And I've been busy scanning photos from my cousin's wedding amongst other things. The good news is I am out of many necessary household items (including food, I mean, my cat lives with me, but I don't eat land animal), so I will have to leave here at some point.

I always forget how COLD San Francisco is. My apartment is like a cave. It doesn't have to be, but that seems to be the way I've set it up. It sits on the corner of an ass-loud intersection, complete with drunken college students stumbling around and exuberant, random cursing. I like the cross section of people who live here, and I like the tension between the people who have lived here forever and the gents.

But it's COLD here in the cave. Guess that's another excuse to leave it.