I brought a corkscrew to a gunfight

That's my new slogan as of now. Oh, Mozzie, how are you so adorable.

Am back. Enjoyed my time in Emeryville and Oakland IKEA-fying an apartment (which is, technically, in East Oakland, but it's in a Vietnamese neighborhood near Chinatown and quite close to the lake, so I think reasonably okay), and in Berkeley climbing steps and drinking coffee out of glasses and noting a parrot dining in a restaurant, and in San Francisco getting my hair blown the heck away, and not so much enjoying the part where we got stuck in traffic waiting for the Bay Bridge to reopen after an accident (immediately after observing a tractor-trailer car-carrier get stuck on one of those hilly city streets where it absolutely should not have been. The rear wheels were in the air and I don't know how they resolved it. It was a trafficky kind of evening). Also there was modern art and a vineyard tour. In the same place. And food, and cool plants. And much of the GPS lady.

I did not leave my heart in San Francisco, but my husband left my shoes in San Diego.

Working on the bubble fic edits. It will be far longer when I'm done, naturally.