hulu was a great idea.

Day two: the next morning found me in better spirits as we (well, I) got up at the crack of 10, and showered, lamented the distinct lack of suitcases which were in the airport, and adventured off to find the nearest connivence store for caffeine and maybe breakfast. i indeed found an adventure as i walked 10 minutes down the street that was (sorry) vaguely reminiscent of downtown Durham. after my probably unnecessary jumpy walk, i found a family dollar/dollar general/i forgot what it was called store and got my precious caffeine. Immensely pleased with myself, i power-walked/jogged back to the hotel, where i related the story to my familia. by this point, we had the clock turned to 11 thirty or roundabouts, so we straightened room business and went to the waffle house to eat. i had 3 small cheeseburgers, thanks to which has saved my appetite until round about 10. we then went back to our rooms, where i watched a few tv episodes, and edited a paper (still not done.) and generally was a lazy bum. my mom and sister went off on their own adventure to find the store afore mentioned, and came back with swim shorts. we scrounged t shirts from the overnight bags given to us by delta the night before, and went swimming! i hate swimming, but that was a ton of fun. go figure. i valiantly came back to attempt to continue working on the paper, and ended up just watching more hulu tv. off to subways for dinner, hopped to the airport, and caught another awful plane. hate planes too. someone needs to develop teleportation. anyway, the flight was round abouts 9 hours long, or so, and true to my increasingly more so insomniac self, i slept about 30 minutes of it. i’m cool. :)