I've no idea what it means to sleep tight, actually. My body curled up tight, like a shrimp? My eyes closed tight, keeping out the light? My hands clenched tight, fists ready to punch at that which goes bump in the night? Nighty night...
I'm sure there is a proper way to film the night sky, but I don't know it—but I should learn (lest my phone camera becomes like my telescope...damn expensive but collecting dust). That is a fuzzy moon rising by Marriott...
[BTW: If ever one is looking for Japanese food close to UCSD, look no further: I press my taikoban for YouZen in the Vons complex over on Regents. The service was good, the food was yummy, and the price was cheap. I ask for nothing more.]
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