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"Trying to Become a Social Animal"

(San Francisco, Sunday, 21st November 1999, 9.41 p.m. PST )

So I thought I'd give extroversion a try and here's my verdict - it's fun but it takes too much time. I'm being silly of course, but I did have a busy, social weekend, deliberately steeling myself to take people up on invitations that I might recently have turned down, hermit that I've been of late. But I feel so far behind on everything else. For example, I'm further behind on email than I've ever been. (Forgive me if you wrote to me over a week ago and I haven't written back yet!)

This busy buzzing around has been accompanied by fatigue left over from my trip back from Irvine. When I last checked in I was boarding a flight to San Jose. Fortunately for me, the flight was redirected to San Francisco since there were so many San Francisco passengers on the plane. Even so, I didn't get home until half past midnight, over four hours late.

Saturday morning was catch up time. Catch up with sleep a little, do some errands, catch up with my life. I went to Trader Joes and bought my two-week supply of Protein bars, went to the gym, yadda yadda.

I'm keeping Promax in business
I'm keeping Promax in business

The weather chopped and changed all day. The streets were wet when I got up, but the rain had stopped. Nevertheless, there was no question of playing tennis. The sun did come out eventually, before vanishing again amidst a sudden and violent rainfall.

The rest of the day was spent in going over to the Metreon to try to buy tickets for the new Bond movie, going to a housewarming party for my friend Tony's boyfriend Peter, having dinner with Brett in the Castro, and actually going to the Bond movie (which was fun and exciting).

Your roving SF reporter spotted this bus-driver clambering onto his roof to free his trapped electricity pick-ups
Your roving SF reporter spotted this bus-driver clambering onto his roof to free his trapped electricity pick-ups

On the roof of the Metreon Center
On the roof of the Metreon Center

Post-rain blue skies at the Metreon Center
Post-rain blue skies at the Metreon Center

At Peter's party - Peter and his famously organized sock closet
At Peter's party - Peter and his famously organized sock closet

Tony and Peter
Tony and Peter

On Sunday afternoon, I finally had my third date with a guy I've dated off and on (mostly off) for the past three and a half months. We were both very tired so we didn't even get out of his apartment. But I can't think of a nicer way to spend a sleepy Sunday afternoon.

Finally, the weekend of socialization concluded with a wonderful dinner at John Franks, a new, fancy restaurant in the Castro, with Hunter, someone I'm getting to know from work. We shared a bottle of wine, and had a bunch of laughs.

Looking back on the weekend, it's been a lot different than normal for me, of late. A lot more social activity and, as a result, less time for introspection. And I enjoyed it - I think. But I'm soooo wiped out!

 
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