It's long.

It's great to finally be back on campus. Not that home is super oppressive, but Corry, PA slash Sherman, NY, with their multiple feet of snow, camoflauge clothing fashion trends, and an overall below average number of teeth per citizen, can't really hold a candle to Princeton, the academia, the low buy-in hold 'em, the scramble band.

However, home is always good for bloggable events, as demonstrated by the following:

• Apparently our phoney Christmas tree was malfunctioning when my brother erected it, and for some reason, wouldn't fit in its stand. His solution was to put it in a live Christmas tree stand. Results: the tree, and its metric ton of decorations fell the hell over and snapped in two in the middle of gift exchange!

• Irksome memories from my childhood were brought back with my stepsister (one of Clayton's; I'm saving stories about the steps from the other side for my autobiography). The situation: in my mom's dinky little house, my parents and brother were sleeping in their rooms, my sister and her husband in the guest room, and I on the couch. This is when my stepsister (age 22, married) has a fight with her mother and needs to stay with her dad. Congratulations, Cindi! You win the love seat, where you won't be able to sleep much for lack of space, and you'll be awakened at seven am by whoever first decides they need to watch loud TV. Luckily, little brother inadvertently fell asleep in the living room, and I stole his bed. Sucker! Hopefully I didn't get head lice or anything. At any rate, it reminded me of how unfair things used to be when April lived with us. For example, when we first moved in to one of the houses we lived in in Corry, Rhonda, Keith and I were in a single bedroom, and April had her own, of equal or greater size. Plenty of other stuff like that, but I'm done ranting. No need to become bitter. Besides, I didn't even get the shaft. Little brother did!

So naturally, I was more than happy to return to the comfort of my own bed. Funny. Most kids say that when they go home. All in all, I'd say it was a fine break, though. I came back super rested, and at the same time, ready to get some work done. And then two days went by and I decided to update my blog instead. And a long entry, at that.

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