Driving takes longer than it should because I always manage to get a little lost. My parents went over the directions to Acorn Tuesday night when I was only half-awake. Yesterday morning, I got in the car with my maps and iPod, ready to set out. I made a driving playlist so I would avoid the hazards of trying to choose music on interstates. I knew to take 66 to 29 to 64. Everything was great.

And then I remembered that I don't actually know my way around my hometown, and I didn't know where 66 was. I managed to get onto 29 and I decided to just stay there until 64. It probably took longer, but it worked. I also missed the exit to Shannon Hill and had to turn around, but that wasn't getting lost as much as it was getting frustrated.

I did eventually arrive at Acorn. There aren't very many members here at the moment-- a lot of people are away-- so it's been pretty quiet thus far.

I picked up the surveys I left here before I went to The Gambia. I gave Paul his belated birthday gifts and have had some intense conversations with him. I interviewed Pax last night, and I'll be interviewing Paul today.

For those in the know, Heather made an offer that was tempting but eventually refused. She would remove all barriers but wanted to hear nothing. We decided this was unsustainable and would simply lead to further problems, but my goodness. It was so tempting.

I wrote a fairly depressing song this morning. We'll see if I like it tomorrow.