I <3 SF

I slept about 4 hours last night. I wake up at 8:30am and go to my stats class, wearing the same thing from last night and smelling like a bar. After class I head straight home and into bed again. I get a phone call from Steve, actually I got a couple phone calls. I finally get myself to wake up and answer. "Lets go to the city!" says Steve.
For some reason today was a ridiculously nice day.
We basically covered all the corners of SF.


As I viewed the city from every angle possible, I began to feel very small. I can only imagine how this ladybug feels.



The moon looks like a teardrop out of heaven.






I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything.