Home! (Kind of)

It's hot and muggy outside.

The cool breeze I'm feeling is completely artificial.

Jason's been dealing with Comcast (repeated through gritted teeth with a stern fist-shake: Comcast!) for 90 minutes to try to rectify a billing mistake they made while I happily weed through the 1000+ back entries on Google Reader.

I have a large glass of water next to me that I did not have to purchase.

I fully understand all dialogue and textual communication around me.

No one has tried to sell me a necklace or a sweater in, like, 12 hours.

And shh...



Listen to that.





No pan flute music.

I'm back in the states and loving it.




P.S. But just for kicks:


You're welcome.