manslament

About a week ago I went to San Francisco. It was a very random, sper of the moment sort of thing. Tova picked us up at about 9 and got to SF at 10:30ish. First of all we were out looking for a bonfire at Ocean Beach, not knowing that there would be about 15 fires. Nor did we know that our friends entire fraturnaty would be there, so about 30 people spread between 3 fires, had we known that we would have brought our own drinks(myown flask), because no one was sharing. And although I was there with my boyfriend(...and in an obvious manner), guys still tried talking to me, men are blind to eachother sometimes. !

We stayed there until maybe 1, then headed out. When we were on the Bay Bridge we saw a cute classic Windsor, we tried to pull up to it to look but the guy was showing off so we had to do about...mmm 74 to catch-up. BTW the speed limit is 50 on the bridge. Once we got off the bridge I noticed that we had a cop behind us. We had to pull way over out of the way,("We'er already pulled over; we can't pull over any farther") we took about three ramps to get down to the street. It was a lady cop that came to talk to us, asking us if we had been drinking, and where we were from. We didn't get a ticket, I'm guessing on account of that we weren't from around the area. Then when we thought we were on a smooth ride, we discovered that 205 was closed. So, we had to take a detour 10 miles out of the way, toward Modesto.

We finally got home at about 3am.

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