my life with depression.com

i found a new buddy do to stuff with in my building! it’s that guy, JEFF that i met who went with me and my neighbor to the subculture dining that one evening. so i guess i can report a busy weekend! we met up and ate my neighbor’s restaurant. the three of us plus her friend and restaurant manager tried this concoction that she made - not offering it to her patrons. it was sea urchin baked(?) blanched(?) cooked (?) with egg. there were some other things in there i’m sure, but i was just too worried about eating sea urchin. that and amaebe are the two things that i will NOT eat at a sushi restaurant. they are both jiggly AND the sea urchin looks gross! i had that really yummy sparkling sake that evening. i swear, if you are not a sake drinker like me, you must try a sparkling one. it’s a small blue bottle and my neighbor charges $15 for it! drop a few drops of lemon in there to cut the sweetness. so JEFF paid for dinner. i insisted that he didn’t because we are just friends and that meal was became pricey even after some of the comps, so i insisted that we go to sushi either before all my teeth are taken out or after i heal. so we went before. OH! there was another neighbor there too. his name is JOHN. he’s late 40s- early 50s man — looks like he’s probably divorced who also ended up joining the fun.

saturday, i had brunch with my other neighbor. they are the filipino couple who came over for brunch a few months back. this time, they invited me. i brought some of my mom’s home made sausages. they liked it. REESA is pregnant and said that her mom is going to help for six months and after that, she will need child care! so there’s my first customer! she said that i’ve solved her problem. i told her not to hold her breath because it seems that there are A LOT of things that’s required of this business and it seems a bit overwhelming. i really like them. they are a funny couple. he’s brutally anal and she’s so relaxed. i laughed soooo hard about the story of when her husband BERNARD first found out his boss was gay! it was at the Castro Street holloween street party. he and his wife were there experiencing it for the first time and taking pictures. they saw a couple dressed as cowboys, BERNARD asked if he can take their picture to which one replied yes. BERNARD took the picture, said thanks and walked off. heard someone calling him, turns around didn’t see anyone but the cowboy shouting at him. turns out, the guy was randomly his boss. that didn’t sound funny huh? oh well.

sunday, JEFF and i walked over to the sushi restaurant. we didn’t end up ordering the sea urchin because i chickened out. instead, we ordered a chef’s platter for two and two orders of saba (mackerel) - YUMMY! i told him to try it but warned that it’s very fishy. he said he likes white fish, so i knew this would be a shocker. he tried it and drank a lot of tea. i’m glad i was exposed to fishy fish like that growing up in an asian household. otherwise, i would be missing out on mackerel! he said that he was going to get his haircut on college. he said it’s a street in berkelely. i invited myself because i’ve never been there and i thought i can walk around by myself while waiting for him to get his haircut. he was nice enough not to say no. so we went. on the way, he showed me where the nearest blockbuster was and safeway. i would go to that safeway in piedmont, but i would feel like a snob not going to pack ‘n save which is like two blocks away just to avoid people of lesser economic means. anyways, it turns out i have been to college street! i’ve watched a movie there! but i never got to walk around. so i was still happy i went. i found a hardware store with a really nice owner who made copies of my keys for my FRENCHIE - who’s been studying up a storm for his ranking exams which started today. once JEFF got done, i said starbucks or jamba juice. he said no and said we should do local so we went to the locally owned roma café. he paid for my ice blended latte which i didn’t like to which he said he’s from the south to which i said that i feel funny when people spend money on me and we are in the west.

that brought up the interesting conversation about his growing up in north carolina and how he never met anyone asian except for a half japanese kid. weird. he’d never had sushi, indian, real mexican, korean, thai food since moving to seattle for grad school. he said i probably thought he was … this and that and that and this. i kept saying no. but when he said the word “backwards” i looked up. i didn’t say it. he did. i’m so glad i grew up in california.

i’m going to continue this on another post because this conversation was really interesting to me.

my therapist is going to be so happy with all my socializing!