another week living in SF with Beatrice

[Kragen Sitaker]

I'm surviving, doing contract work.  Not making much money, but enough
to pay the rent.  Maybe that will change soon.

Beatrice and I watched the sun rise on Sunday.  We got lost trying to
find the vantage point we planned to watch from, but then arrived
there a couple of minutes before the sun rose.

It seems that my stomach has become intolerant of rich food lately.
Tofu fried in bacon fat today made me feel slightly nauseated all day.

The other day, Beatrice said to me, "You know, I *do* make mistakes.
I *am* infallible."  Then she looked off into the distance for a
second, as she realized what she'd just said, and then we both began
to laugh.

Lots of email this week.  19 messages going out in tonight's batch.

More later.