There's no place like...

[jaala]

Yes, I'm home again. It's windchill -30° outside, so all of the melted snow is now ice. There's a Music History exam on Wednesday for which I have barely studied. A paper which I've barely begun is due in a week. I have to "have a talk" with my Theory professor, who is under the impression that I don't come to class so much of the time because I don't give a damn. (I have a sleep disorder which I've been unable to overcome for well over five years, for those who don't know.)

How sweet to be home.