Fun in SF

The weather did not cooperate this weekend, so whenever Jailhouse is out I struggle with a motivation problem when it comes to climbing. I hadn't climbed on plastic in a month or so, but Ethan was game for meeting me at Ironworks.  We spent a few hours there (I sucked, but in hindsight I did a dozen pitches, which isn't so bad). I should be training for Europe, but I'm so unmotivated. It's cold and stuff.

Dinner was in The Richmond at a friend's house, and Jason C. and Caitlin were there, which was cool. I miss Jason on gchat - he is hilarious.  So so funny and quick-witted. He really should blog more for everyone's benefit.

The next day we went to Boogaloo's which is a pretty good breakfast spot. I would not recommend anything with the plantain cake. I had high hopes, but was not impressed. Everything else was good though.  Because finally the weather was amazing, we hiked up to Twin Peaks.  I really love San Francisco. It is such a cool city - there are so many hidden little areas.  I always think of it as a busy place, but when you go up towards the top of the hill there are really quiet neighborhoods.  The plants are out of control too. Just about everything grows in SF.

On the way down we checked out an amazing chocolate shop. The guy was friendly and helpful, and the chocolate was amazing. I definitely need to go back some time. Don't know when.

I also found some bergamot oranges, seville oranges and blood oranges at the Berkeley Bowl West, so I'm psyched to try out some recipes with them.

So that was my weekend in the city. A mini-vacation. I managed to avoid all the mountain traffic THANK GOD.

I haven't had a good rant in a while, but I've been thinking about the issue of exes trying to be friends with each other. More specifically, when the exes were total douchebags and then try to manipulate/guilt trip the douche-bagees into being their friend so that they don't have to feel like douchebag.  A friend of mine is experiencing that right now, and I've experience it as well. The way I see it, it's because the douchebag doesn't want to feel like an asshole, so if the person to whom they were a douchebag forgives them, all is right.  It's such bullshit. If you are an asshole, you should feel like an asshole.  And if you don't like feeling like an asshole, then don't be one. It's pretty simple.  Quit trying to get your ex to forgive you so that you can salve your own ego.  Even if they do forgive you, you are still an asshole, and an even bigger one than you were before.