i'm home, i'm in indiana and it's fricken freezing. it's snowing, as i type this. it's craziness. did i mention i only packed flip flops? not good friends. not good.

also, my flight landed last night at 2am indiana time, 11pm my time. my sister had me drive because i was more awake and it was earlier my time. so, within two miles of midway airport, i got pulled over. oddly enough, i got pulled over by the burbank police. no kidding. so, i got pulled over on cicero. this is not a good area. which, my sister reminded me, "you're in chicago now, keep both hands on the wheel." so, he asked me why i was going 20 over. i told him, i normally drive a wrangler, they just picked me up from midway and i didn't notice i had been going that fast. he said, "an out of state ticket is a pain...not for me, for you. slow down." handed me my ID and took off. thank goodness for the crack dealers that they were really after cause i didn't get a ticket last night. we got to my moms house at 5am, indiana time.

and it's snowing. i don't miss the snow. i don't know much, but i know that.


this little piggy froze to death and this little piggy has frost bite.

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