A life more fit in Fairfax.

i wanted to shove broken beer bottles into my eye sockets for about two weeks just a bit ago. all my thoughts were so negative due to various hormone roller coaster rides, that it seemed obvious i should stay away from publishing.

that's all different now.

guy and i are now standing on greener grass, and we haven't even arrived to our new town yet. the town of fairfax, widely known as Mayberry on Acid.

in fairfax we will have a real life actual house. when guy called yesterday to tell me, i was standing on the platform in the underground as train after train went by, completely full, unable to take any more riders. the platform was so completely packed with people, it resembled an overstuffed oreo, thick in the center with people getting pinched out the sides.

he called and i answered and he said, "we got it!" and my first thought was, oh my god. no more buses.

Here’s to no more buses.

Here's to no more stepping over bodies sprawled on the sidewalk; people passed out from alcohol poisoning at 8 in the morning.

Here's to no more expensive cab rides.

Here's to no more cold summers.

Here's to no more hetero-discriminating bars and restaurants.

Here's to no more battling 2 million people who descend upon the shopping areas on saturdays and sundays.

Here's to no more having to pay a yearly fee, in order to park in our own neighborhood.

Here's to having the space for family to come at thanksgiving. or even more than six people around the dining room table.

Here's to guy and i being able to watch two separate tvs without hearing both of them.

Here's to overnight guests not having to walk through our bedroom to go to the bathroom.

Here's to having a vegetable garden.

Here's to 16 years in san francisco ending.

Here's to living in a place where people won't steal my plants.

Here's to no more self-conscious hipsters.

Here's to having a fireplace that works.

Here's to a life more fit for people who've had enough of all the people.


well, at least we hope so.