Found stupid cheap direct flight to San Francisco for this weekend ($320 including taxes and fees). Trying to convince Tom that it is a good idea for me to go. (fly in on Saturday, arrive at 6pm-ish, leave Monday at 4pm-ish)
I just SO WANT TO GO SO BAD. But I feel guilty re: money stuff and also Tom wouldn't be able to go (if money wasn't an issue, even.) I've just been daydreaming about San Francisco a lot lately, missing it like crazy. And after this month... blergh. NO MORE YEARNING!
t /general complaining and whining
Gotta go to bed.