40 hours of traveling including sleeping at the chicago airport last night, i finally made it back to boston. i'm tired but i managed to keep myself awake on fumes. i returned to my place in cambridge, surprised to find that my supposed roommate has secretly moved out without paying for last month's rent. the good news is i get the place all to myself. although everything was pretty much the same, it took some time to recognize the place. a short nap was interrupted by a phone call from renata, who last night went to pick me up at the airport before she heard the news that i missed my flight. when she asked where i was, i groggily answered "taipei," much to her confusion. my mother called me up later and i realized where i was. renata came to visit (leaving shortly), followed by joel, julie and dan. i narrated some southeast asia tales, we had pizza for dinner (original plan was wings, but the wings place is closed for vacation), and watched baseball, including the shamelessly commercial and awkward red sox episode of queer eye. i yawn, people leave, and i stay up late enough to post a few entries. more tomorrow.

i'm going to crash right now.