I went to Tartine and bought a tiny double latte. I walked around in the rainy Mission. I drove my car to Potrero to pick up Tamara and we had lunch. I headed over to Upper Market and got coffee grounds, milk, my fast pass. Rain stopped, started, stopped. I am jumpy.

When does the drought start again?

I am so excited about tonight I can barely talk about it. I’m almost … dreading it? It’s strange. Don’t ask me to explain. I am so mental.

Leaving in about an hour. Finally.