A few distinct thoughts I've had in the past few hours:
It's easy to confuse hangover with love.
It's more fun to have sex in small places because you have to be more creative.
The Bay Area is the absolute best place in the world to live.
Screaming loudly at all the parked cars will not make them move but it will somehow make someone appear who is moving their car, allowing you to park in their spot after a half-hour of searching.
Pigtails result in good days.
one year ago today: nothing.
two years ago today: "it's nice being with someone as weird as i am.
three years ago today: "highly recommended" and "I thought I was having a good day, but I was just kidding myself." and "how much ass do i now kick?"