So, we got the tickets and I'm going back home June 3rd, and returning here August 12th. A little over nine weeks at home. I guess that's not too bad. I would have liked to have left earlier, though. If I had it my way I'd be leaving this weekend. I won't complain though, as long as I get home I'll be fine.

Plus I'm getting a new bed, which, if it's like last time, will be awesome.

But I also have to go to like two doctors and get my license while I'm there.

I'm also a little worried about my ability to entertain Adam, because he seems really concerned with not having a 360 there, and just being bored in general. I feel bad for taking him away from here, but, to be fair, I've been here for like a year, which is a year more than I ever thought I'd spend away from home. And I have another year ahead of me. But at least I'll have a job, which will help pass the time while Adam's at school.

Honestly I hate waiting here for like seven hours while he's at school. His finals are this week though, and after that he's done for the summer. Then we'll go home and he'll more than likely cling to me the entire time like he did when he first visited me. Which, of course, I won't mind. I thought it was cute last time, like a puppy.

These french toast bagels are pretty good, but I'm considering making real cinnamon french toast. The only thing giving me pause is the bread here is kind of shitty, and thin, and most of it is crushed.

Maybe if I can find some good pieces. Other than that I'll just have to wait until Jan gets back from the store and hope that she bought more bread.