I must say: it is a really lovely feeling to ride my bike through the city slightly drunk on a warm summer night, after laughing a lot with good girl friends. This must be what youth is about.
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby (6/10)
Fired! by Annabelle Gurwitch (6/10)
GrassRoutes Seattle by Serena Bartlett (6/10)
The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin (6/10)
Passionate Marriage by David Schnarch (6/10)
The Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne (6/10)
The Midwife by Jennifer Worth (5/10)
For the Time Being by Annie Dillard (9/08)
Free for All: Oddballs, Geeks and Gangstas in the Public Library by Don Borchert (10/08)
Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut (7/08)
Grace (eventually): Thoughts on Faith by Anne Lamott (9/08)
Microthrills by Wendy Spero (10/08)
Mothers and Motherhood: Readings in American History Edited by Rima D. Apple and Janet Golden (6/08)
Over and Under by Todd Tucker (10/08)
Selected Poems by Galway Kinnell (7/08)
The Beautiful Things That Heaven Bears by Dinaw Mingestu (10/08)
The Inhabited Woman by Gioconda Belli (7/08)
The No Cry Sleep Solution for Toddlers and Preschoolers by Elizabeth Pantly (10/08)
The Nonrunner's Guide to Marathons for Women by Dawn Dais (9/08)
Trauma and Recovery by Judith Herman (7/08)
Vaccine: The controversial story of medicine's greatest lifesaver by Arthur Allen (9/08)
Wings of Gauze: Women of Color and the experience of health and illness Edited by Barbara Bair and Susan Cayleff (7/08)
In front of one of the awesome life-size statues and mural at my peds clinical.
Twins!
Angel Island...
Shoes. Shoes. Shoes.
Best bar in the Castro!
Breastfeeding mermaid statue in Ghiradelli Square-by far the best thing about Ghiradelli Square is this statue, in fact. And the free chocolate samples.
You might think this is a sepia tone photograph, but it's actually the view from the train on my way home from California.
Stiarway to sketch, found while lost in Chinatown at 1am.
The stairs to the poetry section at City Lights Bookstore in San Fran. I can't stand beat poetry, but it was still cool to be literally in the foot steps of Bukowski.
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