Sunrise this morning was beautiful, and because of that I ended up with my camera at work. I decided to take it with me to the gym, just in case. I even walked the more scenic route, and lo-- I heard a very loud frog. I closed in on him in a rock wall, a small section of it. I was on my knees on the wet concrete, wearing a skirt, garnering some odd looks, but this frog kept making noises so I was sure I could find it. Sadly, it must've been really wedged in the rock, because I never saw it.
After work Erik and I ate at Malay Satay Hut and then bought groceries at Fu Bon. Ran into Josiah there. Watched "Pineapple Express," which was surprisingly good.