McDonalds has the worst coffee in the world. Ever.
I'm waiting in an airport again trying to stave oFf intense sleepyness. I feel like a total zombie. Mr. Darling-European is sitting there looking like a god and I'm a zombie drinking McDonald's coffee. Might as well wear a badge saying "I'm a broke, exhausted college student with no caffine standards"...and I'm reading Plato. It's forced nerdiness!! Sigh.
On a different note, thanksgiving was wonderful. Not really the food (the potatoes tasted like vinegar and we had corn/bacon ice-cream >.< ), but chilling with family was awesome. And we saw wild zebra at Hearst Castle. And we played guesstures. And laughed...a lot.