I am finishing up a three day fast, which I’m writing about for my book. I thought I would freak out and to my deep surprise, haven’t. I’m not done with it yet, nor have I gathered all my thoughts about these past few days, but I do have have one insight: sometimes the pictures we have of what will happen are just that, pictures. And sometimes, they are only as real as we allow them to be.
Archive for September 2009
To all my kind friends who have called and emailed, no, I’m not in London. No, I haven’t been mugged. And no, I don’t need money.
My Facebook page was hacked into this morning and is in the process of being taken down.
The good news is, I’m reconnecting with old friends. My friend Phil called me and said that in the IM he had with the scammers he commented, “Geez Dayna, you’re English is getting awfully rough.” And when my friend King told them to screw off, scam artists, they wrote, “Fuck You”. He emailed and said “the mouth on that Dayna.”
And I Just had a lovely talk with my friend Dan Fost, whom I first met when he covered Tech for the SF Chronicle. He told me he’s writing a book on the SF Giants. We promised to buy each others books, even though I’m not interested in baseball, and he’s not interested in food memoir.
To all my dear friends, thank you.