All week long, I’ve been driving to Brisbane for my new job. For those of you who’re unable to fathom where the hell Brisbane is, it is right here. Notice how close to San Francisco this city is, and also realize that I can see Candlestick Park from where I work. When I go into the break room, I drink Pepsi and admire the view. Every time I sit there and do so, I feel a need to drive into the city and visit my friends… or just drive around and revel in being in the city. I never honestly knew how much I missed being there, mostly because my friends just like to get together and have a lot of fun being around them and just haning out. On Friday, after a full week of yearning, I finally just took a pack lunch and went into the city via 101 right by the park. I drove all the way to Pac Bell Park, turned around and drove back.
Yesterday (Saturday), I drove back up to the city for the JTAF meeting at 1pm over at Ray’s place. After the meeting was over,
After the movie, there was another round of DDR, and I noticed that the full moon turned the night sky purple and bright. It was like dusk rather than night, and I thought that was cool. Meg’s last train left at midnight, so I had to drive her across the bay to Pleasanton, and then amazingly enough, I made it back into San Jose 17 minutes later, after driving 30 miles at 90mph without getting pulled over, which is always very cool. I was in time to pick Todd up and then I had to go to sleep (I woke up at 7:30am) before I collapsed.