My San Francisco trip ROCKED; I saw an old friend and had equal portions of outrageous lounging and outrageous adventure all weekend. Beats dragging a couple people to a bar at the last minute for sure!
KirghizLight's Life List
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1. Watch the entirety of Twin Peaks on DVD
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2. see the aurora borealis
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3. write a poem a day for a month
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4. use my bike as transportation
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5. change out my gears
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6. go on a camping trip
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7. Cook more meals from scratch
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8. start fencing again
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9. learn to surf
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10. learn Spanish
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11. stop leeching off my parents
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12. start budgeting
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13. give to charity
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14. buy a piece of original art
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15. stop wasting money
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16. learn a craft
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17. play in a band
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18. make a duct tape wallet
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19. track down old friends
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20. see the midnight sun
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21. ride in a hot air balloon
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22. shoot a gun
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23. write a Los Angeles-based work of apocalyptic YA fantasy.
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24. take accordion lessons
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25. ride every Los Angeles rail line
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26. Apply to law school
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27. visit the Salton Sea
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28. visit New Orleans again
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Flew up to see an old friend for my birthday. Decided I could live in the Mission and be pretty completely happy. Ate a mortal sin of a meal at Tartine, drank our way through a shady hotel bar and a club doing old-school breaks, found the perfect little square to lounge, ate an epic burrito, saw 3 different hipster street moments (from the Carrot Mob to the anti-scientology parody protest to the Bay Area Cupcake Meetup), went on a Castro bar crawl with a bunch of people who worked for Google, and am now waking up for a last day at a landmark breakfast place and the Seward Street Slides. PERFECT.
I lean towards some level of gun control in my politics, and as a personal matter I have no interest in owning one, but I have a strong desire to go to a firing range and know what it’s like. Something about confronting something with that much power.
One of these days I’m going to find out.
