It has been a whirlwind of a weekend. First the festival yesterday, then a long, late night for both M and me, topped off with two parties this evening.
Last night was M’s childhood friend Justin’s bachelor party. Therefore, M spent the night out on the town in North Beach getting himself, and the lucky groom-to-be, thoroughly debauched.
Since M was out downing shots and going to stripclubs, I decided to have myself a girls night out as well. Aubs and I hit up a few bars near Polk and Geary, ending up at the Westin St. Francis at 3 a.m. Yea, don’t ask.
We saw this on the way – perfectly summed up exactly how we both felt. M actually nudged the guy’s foot just to make sure he was still alive. He was.
Farmer Joe is back! Looking as bad-ass as usual. His mustache is a thing of beauty. M felt his own patchy scattering of upper lip hair wistfully as he gazed at Farmer Joe’s thick, bushy mustachio. Such a man.
Vegetables purchased, I had to quickly put them away because I was going to Gaysey’s housewarming!
These jalapenos are eye-burningly hot. Even M agrees and he eats peppers like they are candy. I also got some more jujubees even though I didn’t really like them that much last time. The browner they are the sweeter, so hopefully these are better.
All for $18.20. A steal!
On to Gaysey’s. He and his adorable wife, Hopesie, moved back to San Francisco after a too-long period of time wandering the soulless suburbs. Finally. Their apartment was ridiculously cute (and very hipster). I had a serious case of chair-envy.
Gaysey and I got to talking about Halloween costumes between bites of cracker and brie, and I told him how I’ve been searching high and low for a tomato costume. And no, I don’t want to be a “slutty” tomato. I want to be a real tomato – fat, round and squishy with a leaf hat. But no luck so far. He showed me the monkey costume Hopesie picked up from a thrift store a few days ago. It is a tiny, child-sized thick stuffed animal costume. I had to try it on.
I couldn’t move. The thing was riding so high up my butt, I thought I was going to be split in two. I think it needs a few alterations.
Then I had to leave for Sean’s dinner party. Sean is another of M’s childhood friends who recently also moved to San Francisco. A fellow Bruin! I will let M tell you about the food though. It was pretty epic.