slept in on a foggy sunday morning, superb. took bart into the mission fo some carnival fun. passed some pimped out cars parked in the street, literally in the street with tow trucks leering at them but too afraid to act. i was again happy to be a girl in the city with perks like this that allow me to seem less threatening. carnival had me missing samba. i still dance but not nearly as often as i use to. i may perform in sf next year. so many little impromptu parties along the street from break dancing circles to soccer on street corners. found a few beautiful posters like the israel exhibit and the endearing ad for chocolate milk. back to oakland for diy veggie graffiti and a second date.
