Friday I danced to some grubby beats at the Brass Tax monthly at Amnesia and Saturday night I took my nieces to Gian's (Stacy's fiancee) birthday party at Sea Bowl (not to be confused with my employer Siebel). Sea Bowl is a lot more fun I was told there would be black lights and so dressed for the occasion, but was informed Astro Bowl Night was on Friday. I would put a photo here of me suggestively cupping two neon yellow bowling balls, but my hosting company has just informed me I'm more than twice over my account limit. Must be all those novel-length blog entries.

Biking by Golden Gate Park on Saturday, I stopped to talk to Suny, a homeless woman hunkered down on the sidewalk over an assortment of old handheld videogames. She wore her jacket hood over her head and to her hat was pinned a large, round button: "ASK ME ABOUT THE NORDSTROM REWARDS PROGRAM!" She made me laugh and told me about her life on the streets since she left Tennessee for San Francisco in 1971. She thanked me for stopping to talk. I wondered why I had, but felt happy I did.

Jai left last Monday and we spent his final day together over brunch and a long conversation at the beach complete with a technicolor sunset. It was hard to say goodbye. Since our first meeting while trekking together in Nepal, he has become a true friend. I've muddled through a lot of emotion and thought in the past months since coming home and Jai has always been here to talk and provide an often-needed reminder that my real happiness is right... here. He's on his way back to India via the Philippines but I am optimistic I can expect an appearance from the Hippy from Mississippi at Burning Man 2005.

I'm trying not to beat myself up over the fact that these four day weekends that were meant to be used to focus on life planning and higher goal seeking, I must admit I've been dragging my feet a bit on writing the Great American Novel. The weather has been gorgeous (until today) and on the days when others are working, I feel like I'm stealing time and better make good use of it. Why go grocery shopping on Saturday when you can go on Monday? And so it goes. I am hoping the set-up of my office at home will pave the way toward structure and unwavering discipline. Ooh! I think I'll organize my travel photos.