and it's raining.

yesterday, at 7:27 am, I dropped my #@*%! cell phone on the bart platform and, together with everyone else standing there, watched it skitter away from me and finally stop less than a foot away from the edge of the platform.

fifteen minutes later, walking across Justin Herman Plaza, about 200 pigeons flew past me at about 50 miles an hour, right at head level. I stood very, very still, feeling like a wimpy little kid. I got clocked in the head by a pigeon once, and my faith in their ability to fly around moving objects isn't very strong.

my friend Catherine had her baby (Nathaniel) early yesterday morning. I'd been anxious for news, since she was due last week, and I called her partner's cell phone around noon- when he picked up, I could hear a baby's gentle gurgling. it was the nicest way to learn that he'd been born; he told me himself...

And then on my way to the gynecologist, I checked my messages and learned that my appointment had been rescheduled, since my doctor had to run and deliver a baby. lucky me, I get to leave work early two days in a row...