Back in Iowa City. 24 hours late and $200 in the hole. Travels didn't go as planned but I'll be taking my revenge. Give me free airline tickets now!
And now it's back to work. Latin project with Liz to be filmed tomorrow. Latin to be translated. Essays to be written. Meetings to be attended. It's only getting worse. SCUBA starts on Tueday though so that should be exciting.
Text messaging is not a real form of communication. Nevertheless it seems to be the only way boys communicate (or don't) with me. An experiment yielded interesting results tonight. Apparently the farther away the boy, the faster he communicates. The ones who are only a mile away can't be bothered. This doesn't bode well for him.
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