bonny, I'm so glad. I know that's a huge relief, to have found something that works for B-Boy to keep him calm.

So, that was a delightful evening. St. Woot is loving Firefly - we ordered pizza so we could keep watching - a boy after my own heart. Then we drove to the Marigny, parked near his place and wandered down to the levee, near the cruise boat piers. We had a great view of the fireworks, and only one annoying drunk chick behind us, who managed to be mostly entertaining. It was a pretty good display, and then we wandered through the quarter and managed to run into my very very drunk friend L*, the one I need to have a possibly awkward convo with, that will now be possibly more awkward that she's met St. W. Or less, who knows. Anyway, we went and got gelato, and then wandered back to his truck and he took me home.

tl:dr - I continue to like him very much, and he seems to like me a lot, too.

End of the night convo -
Me: You gonna call me?
St.W: I was going to call you today, I swear, you just beat me to it!
Me: Yeah, I got a little impatient.
St.W: I like that you got impatient.

He has a full time job (I should look into getting one of those) and he's studying for his boards, so he's a busy boy and I expect I will continue to experience some impatience, but now I feel more confident and can relax a bit. I have been scrutinizing pretty much every utterance for asshole flags, and have yet to find any. Fingers crossed.

* small. town.

Also, Kate, welcome back! Can't wait to hear stories and see pics. I hope your hot water is restored very soon! I used you and your DH as an example tonight of folks who met on OKC. You and Dan, too, Erin!

* small. town.

Ahahahaha! Yeah. So true.

Glad you had a good day!

We chilled pretty hard. I slept till around almost noon and then we watched some QI and Futurama. Then went to our friends' restaurant for grilled burgers & stuff, and then back home where we deployed "the cloud" (i.e., folding out the futon so we could both lie on it with pillows, etc) and watched Star Trek TNG.

We also made an easy pasta/tomato/goat cheese dinner and then prepped for tomorrow's crockpot carnitas experiment.

We'd done chores and stuff on Saturday so it felt OK to really just burrow in. Man, I cannot wait till vacation.

Nora, remind me what the dates are? I need to put that on my calendar.

St.W is on his way back over b/c he left his work bag here. I am not at all annoyed to get another chance to say good night.

Also, I quit smoking today. Again.

Woot to the St. Woot!

::fireworks going off here::

I'm home and glad to be. I can't believe the stuff people are setting off in the streets. The air is choked with smoke.

The extremely loud explosions in the parking lot next to my building have finally ceased, so I guess it is safe to go to sleep.

Happy 4th everyone!

We spent the day - just DH and I wandering around sf. got home . had snacks and wine on the front patio - got joined by the new neighbors and their kids. You know it is good when the kids bring out some books and art projects to ho you . ( bonus - light saber's were used as flashlights )

I guess I'm revealing my US-centricness, but I think if you said "Americans," I would have assumed you didn't mean South Americans, Central Americans, or even non-US-North Americans. Since this is such a US-specific holiday and all, I would have assumed that "American" was shorthand for "citizen of the United States of America," which does after all have the word "America" in its name.

It's hard for me to grok anyone but people from the US thinking of themselves as "Americans". "North Americans" or "South Americans" -- but a Canadian and an Chilean describing themselves as "American" is like a Dane and a Thai describing themselves as "Eurasian".

Argh. Dear friend B, when you suggested I watch the fireworks from your place I expressed worry about the parking and congestion after. You said you could take turns scooting me and your gf home on your vespa. I did NOT say I wanted to walk four miles home at 11:30 pm. Jesus.

(note: instead I'm pissed off, he refused to get on the scooter even though traffic is mad baked up and he couldgo around, and I walke a mile an change to the bus which will only get me to within a mile of home. Grrrrrr)