Past My Bedtime

Tommy and I did Earth again tonight, this time the part of it that's called NoPa (which stands for North of the Panhandle) in San Francisco, California. I plan to write all about our adventure on this web log at some point later on in the week, including our spectacular, one-hour tour of a 109-year-old Victorian house on Fulton that's currently under renovation but was once home to a bunch of nuns for a time in the 80s and then became a bakery, but for now I'm gonna drink some water (I had a cocktail at dinner called Molly Ringwald's Lost Weekend) and go to bed since it's already after eleven and I'm already after thirty.