Flew up for another job interview, this time in Vacaville, which I discovered is so not my kind of town. Drove to San Francisco after the interview and took two tap classes, ran into my friend Owen there who invited me back to his apt to have dinner with him and his girlfriend. Afterward, I went lindy hoppin' til 1 am and drove back to Sacramento to catch my flight home in the a.m. God, I love that city! (s.f. not sacramento)
Drove up again for the lindy exchange. This time I had the right weekend. But this time, instead of staying the night, I drove back after the dance at 2 a.m. Note to self: Never go on a 2-hour solo drive at 2 am again. So sleepy... I barely made it.