November 19, 2005

• I'm back home in VA for Thanksgiving break, and I have to say it's nice
  to be home.  I even have the home all to myself for a couple
  days.  It's strange because I've been homesick for a few
  weeks.  Not homesick because I miss my place back in VA or any
  place for that matter really but because I'm homesick of really not
  having a place of my own.  I gave up my apartment around NYC
  earlier in the year to save on rent, since I wouldn't need the place
  because all my traveling.  I guess what it is is that I miss the
  idea of my own home, coming back to a familar place rather than living
  out of a suitcase.  I'll have my own place at some point once I
  save up enough to settle down in one place.  For the time being,
  I'm calling the Courtyard Marriott in Dallas my home.  It is nice
  to have housekeeping come in everyday to give me new linens, make my
  bed, and put mints on my pillows. 

  I'm picking up my parents from the airport this weekend, since they're
  coming back from Vietnam.  My parents like to leave me notes all
  the time, because they really worry too much about me.  Here's a
  note my dad left me on the toilet seat (on the classic Asian
  Pharmaceutical stationary:

  

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