I'm back...

in San Francisco. The trip up was quite uneventful. Everything has been so-so. I just wish that I didn't have to come home so soon. I hate my job. Very, Very much. The stupid vultures called me in to work the PM shift on New Year's eve! Eff that noise, thank you very much. I'm so done with it...only I'm just starting out. Especially because now that there is no other option but for me to move out February, and I have to make enough for a down payment somewhere else. I might possibly get a lot of money back from the Landlord (security deposit, last months rent). I really, really wish that it didn't have such a hold over me. But, such is the nature of the beast, I suppose. I'm sitting here in the Hyatt with my GSA mentor. I'm spending the night because it will make it easier to go to work. Yay! I can't wait for the New Year. Actually, I can't wait to go back to school. This is the first time that this has happened to me: I'm intensely excited for my education. Until then I'll drudge, drudge, drudge...