
i am full of steak
a post work dog walk and i forgot to eat lunch turned into quick in'n'out burger run turned into let's get a 'real' burger run turned into mining out suburban mall instincts for the midscale chain restaurant that we knew was somewhere in daly city. verdict, outback. with a super cute gay asian hipster taking us to our table and a trio of family behind us being all cute and old school mulltet-esque lesbionic. last time i ate at an outback it was when we visited my folks over the holidays. they always take us there.
i only ate a little bread, crab cakes were YUMMY and i got prime rib. someday i want to understand the difference in flavor with the different cuts of steak which all just say steak to me with a different price tag. but until then, i broke free of my ny strip habit and tried the prime rib.
mr new york called. turns out he got into town this morning. grrrr. i think he knows that when he calls me and doesn't wear the exhaustion of travel so strongly on his voice that i get at least one barrel laugh to make up for that. oy. hopefully i can kidnap soon. i know i have him sunday. i want to steal him from his berekley friends for the whole trip. he is my mr new york dammit!
got a postcard from london. gee that was nice.
still trying to think of something cute, fun and performative for my hair tomorrow night. i am so fucking sick of my hair.
wow. this is an incredibly superficial post. go me for breaking out of the depressed navel gazing and moving directly into self absorption. which i suppose is what LJ is all about anyway, but hmmm, steak new york and hair. what a wild friday night i am having. ha.