aah, åsta. I think of you every time I bike past my street, because on the corner is a motorcycle-shop-tattoo-parlor-sandwich-espresso-cafe thing. yes, I am in san fraaaancisco. I have yet to visit, but soon...soon.
...so, yeah, I got distracted by searching for moleskines online. I think they stopped making my big happy pretty lined ones...boo.
I have no idea how the boy takes so long in the shower. seriously. I take less time, and I shave my legs and wash my crazy psycho hair.
physics tomorrow. woo.