8:25 pm-9:19 pm: Matt Gonzalez for Mayor

"Gonzalez! Gonzalez! Gonzalez!" I once again scream, waving a sign. I've ditched the suit jacket and tie and switched back to my Mission look. Immediately, starved by the lack of proper food at theNewsom party, I eat some egg rolls.

"I went to college with Matt," a tall, curly-haired guy tells me. "No matter what, I think it's a f**ing victory anyway. The Greens are back, and they'll have this huge block of power."

'It's a win-win situation!" I say enthusiastically as I watch a crazy woman with caked-on makeup and wearing a gold hat dancing in a corner to a song only she can hear. People here are passionately talking about political ideology; someone quotes Cesar Chavez in Spanish -- which I can't understand, unfortunately. (Note to self: Reenroll in classes at Casa Hispana.)

"Go, Matt!" I quickly scream. My time has once again run out. I must zip back and support Gavin.