Today

I handed in my last paper of the year. Until I start my summer class.

I flew home. The flight was almost empty so I got the whole row to myself. And this cute ~2-year-old smiled at me a lot.

I read most of The Horn of a Lamb, which almost made me cry a few times. I was not expecting that from a novel involving hockey.

My mom bought me a watch and belated Easter candy.

Dan and Tim gave me a typewriter. A really old typewriter. I'm in love. It looks like this, but it is a different model. I think older. The logo is less fancy and the shift buttons are round. It has a faux-leather carrying case. I have no idea how I'll get it on a plane, but I'll manage.