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Fact: I may be terrible at packing light, but I am amazing at packing. I just finished up getting all my stuff ready to go for tomorrow, and I am frankly astonished that that much random crap fit into my bags. I got 15 t-shirts into an overnight bag, which I'm pretty sure broke some major laws of physics. But I had to fit them into my overnight bag - my suitcase was full of jeans, underwear, and a million random girly hippie bath supplies. All I can say is thank goodness I'm getting picked up at the airport tomorrow, because I would not relish lugging these bags halfway around the Bay.

Flight leaves at 0-Dark-Hundred in the morning, but on the bright side I'll be in Sacremento before noon, and without the three hour saga of BART-Caltrain-bus that usually makes up that part of my trip. And by the end of the week I'll be back at Stanford! :DDDD

Here's to hoping that this summer's exceptionally high levels of suck have drained out the supply that usually fuels my travel curse. An uneventful flight would be the least the universe owes me right now.