Some things

1. Every time I come back to Wyndmoor I feel this weird in-between stage where I wish I still lived here but also know I would forever feel like I shouldn't live here. Might not make sense to you, but it does to me.

2. Major upset of the week: I'm in my fourth day here and still haven't pulled a nap on my parents' legendarily comfortable couch

3. I have far too many friends to realistically remain in touch with and wish there was some way to move everyone to an island so we could all hang out and I could introduce friends from high school to friends from college to friends from Boston to friends who started as friends of friends.

(Note: this island would have showers. I can't handle not showering)

Lastly, I spent my formative years in a house without cable TV. Now my parents have something like 800 channels (not an exaggeration). So when you hear I'm watching Eagle Eye at 4 in the morning, it's not so much a demonstration of sloth as it is making up for lost time.