2nd June 11
Rob & I found this romantic little bar in SLO called Granada Bistro. It’s the size of a jewel-box and by that I mean no bigger than a studio apartment, or my inner city living room. The atmosphere is dark, with lush furniture and surroundings lit only by candlelight. I really liked it. They played jazz music and people were mostly there in pairs, and you could actually have an audible conversation there unlike at most bars. We had berry mojitos, and they were presented nicely but tasted the same as any other mojito. The cool part about this place was that they serve drinks on what appear to be end tables, and these tables have little drawers where you can find all sorts of hidden trinkets— like jewelry or a flimsy notebook filled with thoughts from visitors past. I added some profound Lady Gaga lyrics to the last page.
15th February 11
I swear this is the last one!
I’ll stop flooding everyone’s feeds with my obnoxious Valentine’s Day posts— but I just needed to post this one for myself. It’s a snippet from the Valentine’s Day card that Rob gave me, referencing all the stupid/obnoxious shit I’ve done and the tantrums I’ve thrown. Case in point, the day we went to Bi-Rite and I bought all these ingredients to cook sand dabs only to get to the seafood counter and be told they were out of sand dabs. I was not pleased and I made sure everyone (especially the helpless seafood counter clerk) knew it. That was probably within a little over a month or so of us knowing each other… it must be a testament to Rob’s patience that he didn’t bolt in the other direction after that.
I know I am a difficult person at least 85% of the time. It’s nice to be liked because of that rather than in spite of it. While I want to work on being more easy-going, I’m wise enough to know that a lot of good things come out of my being stubborn, bullheaded, and confrontational. So, yeah, considering this positive reinforcement I will probably never change. Too bad, world!