seventy.one.

actually i do remember some pieces now… i think joey was there. i can see his name written down and i can feel his pretense. i don't know why he would appear, but i think it's because he represents the devil in my life. i also imagined myself driving the 4runner around california, i miss her.

lindsey woke up first this morning, she usually does… the darkness made april think that it was cloudy out. i was able to lie around and write this morning, taking my time to get out of bed while the two girls got ready. we moved at a good speed and were ready to leave by just after ten. it was a really nice day today, a lot warmer than i had expected, but I'm hardly out and about in the morning before noon. we walked to cafe ambrosia on cherry and broadway, it was a quick walk and we were amused, well i was amused because it was all new to these girls. it really is a nice town, especially at this time in the day. we sat outside on the patio, the temperature was perfect, in a shady spot with vines growing up the walls. i enjoyed my meal, huevos ranchos… it was filling but not too much. we spent some time chatting and catching up, enjoying the california weather. it is pretty perfect. our conversation was nice, we discussed the differences of chinese marriage traditions… and americans. basically the men can get away with anything here. they are bums really. 

we walked to 4th street and checked out the shops. this is considered the arts district, basically just a small patch of thrift and antique shops. i love going in them.. its hard to not want to buy everything. the character of each piece, there is so much history. i was looking for specific things at first, but then i quickly realized that i would have to search harder for what i was looking for. i will have to stumble upon them, not something that i could just find in one day. there are many shops that i would like to revisit and spend much much more time in. retrospect is one of them, the shop is brilliant. it is filled with beautiful things, i remember the sunglasses…and the dresses! the shop is a tacky techno colored mess of orderly chaotic history. i met a beautiful red head named gretchen, she was the only business card that i handed out… i also enjoyed seeing some art work and searching around. we spent a few hours in this area, lindsey found a few things. then we had coffee at portfolio and continued our journey to second st. the walk was very nice, it took awhile and we stopped to take some photos, which i hardly have. its funny how i love LOVE to have them… but i never stop to take them. but when i do, they usually turn out well. it was fun and the weather today was really perfect. it was nice to walk the whole time, just being able to see the city. the shopping on second was really nice. i had a good time in buffalo exchange, found some pieces that i can wear throughout the summer. a minx fur collar and an orange neon maxi… a few other things that were most likely not necceary but oh well… then to a boutique called the b store, where i fell in love with a blue fur coat. i don't know what it is about the 'pieces" that i love so much… it is faux fur, only forty five dollars… sold to the crazy girl with the beatles shirt. it was a perfect fit and a sample, so one of a kind. I'm sure that there are only a few hundred floating around .. and when you wear a piece like that, people are bound to talk to you. london started to text me and i sent him a picture of the coat, he was stoked. he reminded me of the food truck event and after stoping at a few shops, laurenly *this one i need to return to, and a few others.. i wasn't allowed to buy anything else. we headed back to broadway, by now the sun was setting and it began to cool off. the food trucks were fun, about six or eight of them… i yelled "london" and he smiled. hugging april and lindsey as he waited for his chicken and red velvet pancakes, i think i'll have what he is having. then we moved on and found a Mediterranean truck and got dinner to go. our walk home was exhausting and brisk, it is a walkable amount, but when you are hungry and tired, it seems like forever. we stopped to snap some photos at the bay with the sunset… i broke a sweat and my feet were killing me. by the time we got back to the house i felt moody and my shoulders hurt so bad. we enjoyed our dinner and watched a few episodes of portlandia. it is a hilarious show. i wanted to keep watching but we were all so tired. its is only nine, but it feels like one am to them… i shower and we go to sleep. this day really was nice, i felt like we accomplished a lot, including getting lindsey a dress to wear to a wedding… my feet hurt though.