When I see movies that are based in San Francisco, I get the sads. I'd never admit it, except two or three glasses into a bottle. I like my life and I wouldn't trade it for another (unless the other was really awesome), but ...

I miss my bridge, my park, and my fog. I'm currently watching one of the shittiest, most day-ruining movies because it has several scenes with my bridge in the background. (That's right, the big orange one? That's my bridge. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.)

What's your deepest, darkest secret?