a) People in San Francisco must be crazy, freaky in shape. Because, seriously, these hills?!?!? Fuck almighty. My muscles hurt just walking up them. During a jog this a.m. (which, precipitated this posted, and which I will discuss later) I saw a bunch of people headed to graduation, which was being held in a big-ass building at the top of a hill. And then I saw them: Tons and tons of chicks in like 4 inch heels, plowing up the hill like it no problem. Yeesh.
b) OMG, I am a dumb. Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb. I went on a jog with some people today. And by going on a jog, I mean, I had a great view of their rears for a few blocks before suddenly, they vanished while I huffed and puffed my way (walking by this point) up the hill.
c) Chicago is flat. Pancake flat. Great Plains flat. You can see the Sears Tower from 25 miles away flat. And you know what? I'm cool with that.
f) I didn't vomit.