My first real day back

This is a short one, because my real first day back didn't consist of much. I fell back asleep at 4:30 this morning and woke up at 10 to a phone call from my x-roommate. I rolled out of bed and finally took a shower and then met up with her for an hour or so. I called my mom and she said she would come and pick me up so I could come home and do laundry and get some crap out of my already far too small apartment. I found out that my grandma was coming with and that my mom had to stop at MOA (mall of america for those who don't live in MN). So my first real day was spent trapsing at an incredibly slow slow pace through the mall. I never go to the mall. Gross. It was funny though when my grandma sat down to rest on a bench for a few minutes and my mom and grandma got up to leave but I had fallen asleep.

Now I'm home home and everyone is happy to see me. I have to finish up some school work and then it's back to work so I can save up some money to jump a flight to Phoenix, because that is where I really want to be. Hopefully I make it there before Aug 11th.

Oh, one more thing I find funny about being back, is that everyone complains about it being hot and I'm like hot? what? it's kind of mild/a little on the cool side.

I also check the news like every 5 minutes to see if anything else has happened because I worry about the people who are still there. And yet, I wish I was still there to finish out my season.

It's 8:30pm here, I only have to make it 1/2 an hour more before I can go to sleep and hopefully triumph over this stupid jet lag that is making difficult to do much of anything, including think.