December 22nd, 2002

I am so happy to be home. I woke up today with the sound of the front door opening, "Oh dear Lord no one is supposed to be here!" was my first thought, until I realized where I was--"Wait a sec, there isn't a ceiling fan in my room in Syracuse..." it was not a bad confusion to wake up to. Old friends Cindy, Paul and Seth came over (I have known Cindy since the first day of kindergarten and Seth since 5th grade...) and we went out to play pool at a bar about 20 minutes away. We were laughing in the car, because we sounded like the start of a joke. "An art major, a finance major, a spanish major and an environmentalist were riding in the car...." We all absolutely stink at pool, but the conversation was fun, the games were pretty equal (turned into the redheads vs. the blondies) and the friendship valuable. It was just fun. We harassed a car full of high school students on the way home--oh what we do for fun around here. My cell phone rang at 2am, which means one of two things--disaster or alcohol. it was the second; Josh wanted me to go boating with him this morning but I had other things to do. That will prove to be a conundrum this break. Anyway, back to enjoying my time of doing as little as possible!