I can't believe I did it.

So, on a last moment masochistic wtf whim, I drove 16 hours to see my parents. I'm going to be here for Xmas, and the rest of the week.

*thunks head against wall*

Word of advice: Don't drive 16 hours with your only stops being to wee and top off the gas tank. Worse, don't let your roadtrip meals all come from the two two-liters of Pepsi Max, 2 chili cheese burritos from Taco Bell, and a king size Reese's Sticks that you picked up at the beginning.

I have a torn rotator cuff in my left shoulder. It's on fire right now.

I cannot fathom why I'm here. Why I drove all this way.

Add to that, I got no further comments on my story since Saturday. :(

BLARG!

Thank you.