text: The Isle of Misfit Prose: I can't believe I'm actually saying this...
  I can't believe I'm actually saying this...
  but I will be going home for the holidays. Probably.
  I know I've mentioned before that I can hardly stand those people...but I do sort of enjoy the holidays. And Thanksgiving is one of those holidays where you get all of the benefits, but none of the obligations. Plus, Macy's Parade. I mean, who doesn't love a parade?
  Mostly, I want to see my nephew since I haven't seen him for a year, and a year is almost forever when you're a small child. I hope he remembers me...
  Once I have had my fill of turkey, I will return home to a cornucopia of assorted problems that will take the rest of the year to solve. This might be my last chance to get a good night's sleep and a decent meal!