So a few things that sucked about my day:

1) Anthony dumped me.
2) I had to get on a plane back to San Francisco right afterwards.
3) My flight to Chicago was my birthday present from my parents (oh, the bitter irony).
4) I'm single. Again.

Bah humbug.

On the upswing, I was able to get an earlier flight back to SF, which meant an evening of my friends coddling me with wine and cheering up.