Vacation

I'm home. Which one? you may ask, well I'll tell you. I'm in Pittsburgh, for the second time in my life. For the record I hate planes. I absolutely can't stand them. Which you know, considereing I act like a real jet setter, is actually a problem, but I just ignore that.
I've been on vacation for about a week. I was so excited to finish finals. Last Firday I was falling asleep everywhere, and I could barely move. I completely OD'd on coffee, so I'm trying to hold back. I odn't know how well that will work though. See my sister told me tonight that I need to read all 40 of her poems, and that can only be done sipping coffee in a chic little coffee house.
Urgh, I just lost my will to post. Oh well. Try me again sometime. I hope I wasn't going anywhere with this. Oh well.