I have been writing a lot about kissing lately, so having random flickr lead me to a picture like this is super great.

It slides right up to the brink of cheesy but doesn’t cross the line…

Today is a typical summery day in San Francisco: cold and foggy. We went out for breakfast at the underwhelming Howard’s on 9th street, and now I am sitting here having finished my laundry, and trying to work on some revisions. wheeeee.