Centrifuge Braking...

I feel like I am just barely getting over a very long weekend (Oh Tuesday I never loved you more) and considering what I have learned after such a huge quantity of Family Time, going to Southern Utah for a day, commercialized Holy Days, and sleeping in forts for more than 3 or 4 nights.

A) In the part of America that I live in, french fries are within walking distance almost always.

B) It is very creepy that Macintosh computers tell you what time it is without warning, and without you asking them. Almost always when you are completely alone, that seemingly innocent Macbook over there (it looks like it's asleep) will suddenly whisper "It's 11 o'clock." And then you scream.

C) I love Jesus, but I hate "Holidays." I'm tired of hype, and really just jealous of everyone else who gets the days off when I have to work.

D) That when I always think I want to move away and start all over, this is completely ridiculous. As homesick as I already am, it would get even worse moving away. I am so grumpy without my friends.

I'm tired from learning. I think I'm going to bed at 7.