So, I went to Santa Cruz and San Francisco/El Cerrito with
Ya see, I must pass the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library to go to work every morning. Yes. However. Well, let's just say that there are a SHITLOAD of people, a HUGE mass of flowers, and a MISERABLE commute for me, because the only OTHER way out is the way EVERYONE else is having to use, too, and it sucks.
Oh, and the 101 freeway was closed by an out-of-control brush fire both going up to Santa Cruz on Sunday (had to turn back and take the 5) and coming down on Tuesday (had to divert onto the 154, ugh, DOOM FREEWAY!), but we only got lost a couple of times, and
We went to the aquariam at Pier 39 in San Francisco and I got a stuffed manta ray and he is cute cute CUTE! His name is Raimundo. *g*
I should be asleep because I have to be at work at the crack of dawn this morning, but I have been catching up on missed computer time, and I'm still not catched up yet, but I think I will be soon, and wow, I am really overdoing it with the run-on sentences here, doncha think?