Sunday: Perhaps waiting until the last day, with a super early morning flight was a bad time to start discussing grown up things.

Oh well.  That's kind of How It Has Always Been.

I should buy a UPS.

Always gym battles.

Painting is kind of fun.

But, like most things, I probably need to accept that things won't always turn out the way I want, and just be happy with how close I can get.

This jerk is in research tasks now?

Who are these people, and why have I not heard of them before?

Anyway, one more day here, then travel, then trying to clean up all the things that I messed up while on vacation.