Plain. Let's see. Drinks with coworkers. Dinner. More booze. Some drunk dials. Sleep. Breakfast. Gym. Stern Grove. Mt. Davidson. Coffee shop/chess. Dinner. More booze. Sleep. Breakfast. Cleaning. GG Park. Fungaloids. Walking. Walking. Walking. Screaming. Beach. Sunset. Dinner. Sleep. Breakfast. Coffee shop/reading/chess. Bread baking. Sleep.

I have nothing to share, really, except that San Francisco is too fucking tiny. I wish Burning Man was three months long. Or just permanent. I like having the city all to myself.