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After a million hours in planes and airports, I am back in Washington, on my own couch, in my new pajamas (yeah, that links to an ebay auction - it's the best I could find. The jammies are blue argyle with cute owls all over. I've been lusting after a new set of pajamas for awhile, and these were on clearance for $8.).

It's good to be home. Where it's quiet, and doesn't belong to someone else. Even if it's cold and in the middle of nowhere.

I feel like I might have a lot to say about my two week trip to Wisconsin, but maybe not. It was fine. Except that I was rather caustic toward my brother, without good reason. I don't like that, but I have trouble consciously changing it.

Yeah, I don't know what else just now. Resting after having the bajillion hours of travel.