six:
THE ROLLERBLADING GUY who would cruise up and down ocean front walk between pacific beach and mission beach wearing colorful bikini bottoms, rollerblades, props, and a tan. often seasonal. for valentines, pink bottoms, angel wings, and a bow with suction-cup-tipped arrows. for farce of july: camouflage bottoms, covering to make rollerblades look like combat boots, a helmet, dog tags, and an american flag sticking out his backside. for christmas, red bikini, a santa hat, and a checklist.
five:
the possibility of mobility without needing to request permission from my parental units because i am again under their roof after living on my own for six years. the ability to get where i want to go (versus being stuck 45 minutes out ii the suburbs getting lost among cookie cutter homes). FREEDOM.
[i love my parents and i am grateful i can come home here. i recognize this humbling experience reconnects me with family now that i am no longer in adolescent rebellion mode. i acknowledge this lesson with appreciation and patience. (and i resist the suburban-induced alcoholic tempations)
four:
24 HOUR TACO SHOPS: esp. when you are still awake at 4-5 a.m. and craving horchata and a chile relleno burrito or some carne asada fries. (where are the non-denny's 24 hour options in the city or east bay?)
three:
happy hour MARTINIS @ RED CIRCLE (4th & e-street): esp. white chocolate strawberry cheesecake or the best lemon drop ever
two:
walking to THE BEACH: esp. at the emerald apartment in pacific beach (even with its burnt orange brown carpet). from the cozy one bedroom hostel-o-joy/chau, it took about 60 seconds down the stairs, through the alley, around the oceanview apartment complex next door, and then down steps to sand... and another 30 seconds to ocean.
one:
my SISTER-FRIENDS... coming over for joy's world famous pasta or some trader joe's pootstickers... watching sex in the city hbo-on-demand marathons while eating ben & jerry's chunky monkey... talking about revolution and the men we love into the wee hours of the morning... naps in horton plaza parking lots... intern office meetings and counseling sessions...