went to frisco.

ate

went to berkeley

ate,

went to oakland

ate...



the bay was a good ass vacation for me. the only negative reprocussion was that today (monday) i still felt like i was on vacation.

i mean being a tourist is pretty draining, specially walking up that hill before lombard street (the most crooked street in the world)





it's strange... i hung out with people that i don't really hang out with, well not normally. and i realized that there's lots of people in the world that i've not gotten to know and prolly would love to spend time with.

it's kinda sad that there's prolly kids i'd get along with somewhere else on this planet and i'll never get to even know them...



what if in some far away country is the perfect girl for me?

and i'm the perfect guy for her.



but since we're so far away we'll never meet and we'll spend all our lives looking for eachother but not finding each other and settling and ultimately end up miserable at the age of 70...

i guess it happens to people, could happen to me.

and my girl!