in response to cheetaloo off the cuff..

what do you miss us or somethin?

i miss
san fran
the bay
baker beach
my stupid brother
my moms dumb jokes
cute mission hipsters
dyke culture
my best girls cheets and victoria
jeremias
my school
my classes
burritos
indian food
classes in english
muni. thats right i miss fuckin muni.
the fog
the marin headlands
music in english
multiculturalism
people of all kinds and colors
the hubbub of sf
the snotty coffee servers
the coffee
(no wonder they snotty thats some damn fine coffee)
my sf genderqueer identity
identity politics
the russian river
breakfast out
slices of pizza
political activity
left coast liberality
the wet smell in the air
the look of the place, dollhouses stacked random
the feeling of knowing ma o meno what the hell is going on

so the answer would be yes i miss the crap out of all of you who have helped me to get here notwithstanding my eternal gratitude for this opportunity and for all i have learned and appreciated and learned to appreciate about this place which has kindly acted as a second home, i miss my first language and my first home desperately and i cant wait to come back