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This weekend was Tiffany and Ivan’s wedding in San Francisco. I flew out Friday night after work. It took me such a long time to get the airport in the rain. I was so frustrated with all the traffic that I decided to treat myself to a first class seat on one of Virgin America’s new planes. I made my money back on free drinks, six on the plane, and one to go.

These are the seat controls. You can stretch out, not like those chumps, ten feet back in coach.

Side one of the remote.

Side two of the remote for games, chatting, and Internet.

Appetizers. Delicious.

Watching Superbad my screen.

I arrived at SFO and Kyung was there to pick me up. We picked up my cousin Trevor and met up with Harrison and Annie in the Marina area. We had a few beers, watched some Entourage, tried to solve a Rubik’s Cube, and called it a night.

Look at the Asian kids in front of the Apple store, waiting for it to open.

The church.

The Woo sisters, showing off their bridal gowns and boquets.

Michelle and me.

Everyone gathered around this vent to get warmth, but the bridesmaids had more fun.

Michelle and her family with the bride and groom.

Michelle behind the waterfall in the Hyatt.

The banquet at the Rincon Center.