Oh hell yes. I just had a salad made with local tomatos and locally made spicy cheese for the first time in like a month. It was exactly the right amount of food for my appetite, rather than a too-large portion that I don’t want to eat later but feel weird about throwing away.

The greens came out of a bag from Trader Joe’s, but everything else came from the local farmer’s market. Which is on Saturdays, and, well, cons happen on weekends, so I haven’t been able to stop by for the past three weeks. I was finally home on a Saturday morning again this past weekend.

Tastes like heaven.

Last night before going to the wedding, Jill offered me a couple of the perfumes she keeps in her purse. Both were kinda too floral for me, so I declined. And then wished I had some hanging around in my purse for those moments when I realize that, hey, this is a time when it would be nice to alter my scent from the default of ‘woman, vaguely raspberryish from my choice of hair products’.

So I hit up ZOMG Smells for a couple tiny bottles of their Spacebat. I’d met them at Geek Girl Con a couple years ago and gotten a few of their perfumes, and Spacebat is the one that I just keep on using, so I figured I needed a few tiny bottles.

And then I looked for a few other scents, to fill out the order and give my self variety. I quickly noticed that the ones I went for first had names like ‘Kuiper Belt Objects Unite In Vengeance’ or ‘Coronal Mass Ejection’. Add this onto the couple tiny vials I have of their ‘Oort’ and something becomes clear: I want to smell like space.

Okay, time to take a shower.

Ugh. The tub is filthy. It’s been needing a cleaning since before this month of cons. It is now downright dangerous because a conditioner spill that happened during one of these cons rendered the whole thing slippery.

I’ll clean it after I take this shower.

pause

No. I’m going to clean it now. I’ve been saying “I’ll clean it after this shower” the past several times I’ve showered, and it’s still filthy.

Well now that I’ve got this sponge full of bleach powder I may as well clean the bathroom sink, too.

And why not clean up some of these hair dye stains on the counter while I’m at it?

And now at last I think I can shower. 

Attending a friend’s wedding.

Dressing nicely to attend a friend’s wedding.

Knowing that I should dress nicely, but not so nicely as to become the center of all attention – it’d be rude to upstage the couple getting married.

As noted previously, I’m switching my net from Comcast to Centurylink. Today, I stuck the old modem into the box along with the giant new modem/router they sent me, and took a bus up to the Comcast office in Bitter Lake, then visited Best Buy to attempt to buy a Centurylink router that didn’t do wireless.
On the way, things got interesting – about halfway along my trip on the second bus I had to take to get up to Comcast, someone tried to do a right turn from the lane to the bus’ left, and would have gotten run over if the bus driver hadn’t slammed on the brakes. Passengers went tumbling, and the car clipped the bike rack on the front of the bus, knocking off one of the wheel clips and probably fucking up the wheel of the bike sitting on the rack. Nobody was hurt beyond some bruises, as far as I could tell – the bus was empty enough that everyone had a seat.

The bus driver and the driver of the car were clearly gonna be there for a while, so I got out and walked the remaining four or five blocks. Along a busy road with no sidewalks, because this is the fucking suburbs and nobody ever walks there. Blah. I was kinda tempted to just walk right down a lane in protest. I did not; I reached the Comcast offices without further incident, and gave them back their modems, then walked about a half hour to the Best Buy in Northgate.

They only had one router, which also did wireless, so I sighed and got it.
Upon getting home, I got it plugged in and running, then made the mistake of trying to let it be the master wireless router, and have my two Airports extend the network. This did not work very well at all; I don’t recommend you try this. I wasted at least an hour and a half trying to make this work before turning the wireless off at the modem, and using the Airport that was formerly sitting in the living room repeating the other Airport’s net as the master router. Now everything seems to be mostly working.

I guess now I’ll either slack off for a while, or work on the RF take-home commission I did a good sketch for on the bus…

Okay! I think I’m ready to go run some errands now. I’m dressed casually, right?

God I miss being able to just pull on jeans and a Tshirt sometimes.

I decided to take a couple extra days of vacation after APE. This will more than eat any profit I may have made from the con, but after three cons in as many weekends, I need a vacation.
So here I am in a motel. All my tweets say I’m in the “Cow Hollow” neighborhood – between Filmore and Van Ness, on Lombard. I have absolutely no plans for things to do, and while “finding a nice place in Golden Gate Park to sit around and quietly draw” feels like a pretty good agenda, I’d like to have a few other ideas.
What would you do if you were in SF with a couple days to kill, and no car?

Memo to self: Make pretty signs for prints and tarot prices. Also maybe “take a business card!” ones. Also add some backing to the Rita signs so they don’t flop all over.