it's two am

and some of the lights in the bank across the street are still on. i wonder if someone is still in there, number crunching or whatever trying to get their work done.

this is my last night in the dorms. my desk is sticky with amaretto (and the floor is too). my room still smells like bleach, it's a nice little contradiction.

i don't know how i feel about going home. i've obviously missed it, but i think i'm gonna miss isu.

it's a shame i didn't branch out earlier. the people here are very nice.