I wish I had some fun or interesting story to post. Something to make you laugh. But I don't. All I can think about is the remaining two days in Provo and the fourteen hour trip that's ahead. All of which will be spent alone. Which, is probably not a good thing. Because now that time will most likely be spent thinking about what will happen after the fourteen hours are through and I've stopped my car in the ghetto of Renton, WA. I wish I had a funny story to tell you. But I don't. Pathetic, I know. It's a good thing that I have such good friends that I'll get to see up there. And then my loves back here to make me happy when I get back. I love you!