Kareoke!

Last night Felix took me to a kareoke bar on California Street with his friend Becca, and I had such a blast. some singers had wonderful voices! Some didn't. The hardest part is that you can't hear your own voice over the music.

When we got out we walked to Bob's the local 24 hour doughnut shop. Local 24 hour doughnut shop! Is the world mad? I had one nauseating bite of Felix's, conclude I don't understand doughnuts.

Stumbling around this morning doing none of things I had intended, but have been cast as an Eastern European grandmother in an ad, this afternoon, so on with the thick eyebrows, babuska shawl and Dracula accent, and off.