It's pretty darn cool, actually, getting on the train each morning. I feel like a New Yorker, or someone who lives somehwere else on the East Coast. I'm fond of this kind of travel. I get to look out the window and see the sun rise over the rolling fields of the Sacramento Valley and see it set over the San Francisco Bay - that's darn cool. Of course, I would much prefer to be home more than 2 hours before I have to go to sleep, but I'm enjoying the experience while I can.
Advice I received recently: Scout out a hottie grad student at Berkeley to be your next boy toy!! =)
I'll get right on that.
Toodles.
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