After about 18 hours of driving, I arrive in Atlanta, my new home. The driving itself wasn't so bad, but I quickly discovered that I was trapped with my mother and her incessant questions. Not fun. When I wasn't driving, I was working on my lovely scheme to get into the cryptography seminar that I wanted that was too full. I got the idea from a
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Rawr. I miss you. And I am worried about you. Call me.
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