i'm in Philadelphia. Got in tonight. flying sucks. but it's better than bus. but not train. trains may take forever but they rule. they have a very cool romantic and exciting feeling to them. i guess because of older movies where there's train adventure.

god, i'm not very coherent today. train adventure? what does that mean?

anyway. Philadelphia. i'm back home. or at my parents' house. can i still call it home? yes i think i can. i've been away for almost a year. 11 months. things are different. my dad has a new car (but it's just a newer model of his old car). there's a new stadium for the Eagles (although i don't care about football).

oh, i get home and find out that my mom has made a dentist appointment for me tomorrow at 8am. without telling me. what a way to welcome home your son. "hey son! i know you won't be able to sleep tonight because of the time zone changes, but i made you an early appointment for the paingiving tooth guy tomorrow without consulting you." i guess it's because i haven't been to a dentist in three years. my mom's afraid my teeth are going to turn black and fall out if i don't see a dentist. i mean, i still brush and everything.

there's plenty of other stories i have to tell, but i'll get to those tomorrow. i'm finally feeling sleepy.

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