home.
long bus trip; decided i’d rather go tonight and get the trip over with instead of waiting around and staring at my ceiling for the rest of the night.
thank god for the iphone. and for a non-awkward im conversation to keep me entertained for the last hour of the trip. at least, it wasn’t awkward for me. i can’t speak for him.
good to be here, to see my dad out and about and doing his usual. good to be able to be some help tomorrow morning, keep him from overexerting himself doing yardwork, since he thinks if he’s not in the hospital, he’s perfectly fine.
still not sure how i’m getting home. either someone will drive me back up on monday, or i’ll need to hit up a friend for a ride from the train station at 2am.
unluckily for e, it’s probably going to be him if that’s the case, since he’s the only one besides me that doesn’t have an early class on tuesday.
