Can I Please Die Now?

So. 800 miles. 12 hours. In a car, with my /father/. Whom I love dearly, but god. After today, I can safely say I never want to go on another road trip. EVER. Thank you. I am so tired I can barely move. And as if that wasn't enough, I seem to be allergic to California. Joy.

On the bright side, we'll be in San Carlos tomorrow after only about four hours of driving, so we don't have to leave nearly as early and we'll have some time to relax in the hotel. And Monday is San Francisco!