I told my mother.

So after putting it off for about a month now, I finally told mom that I was moving back to Illinois.

Don't know which of my friends know or don't know. It suffices to say most people I talk to on a normal basis already know. I still haven't told Vega, I wonder when I will get around to doing that.

We've been looking at apartments recently, some of them are priced really great. And really close to the city. Burbs are for wimps!

Adventure is just over that mountain.

BOOMER!

Today on the train, as I was reading a new zombie novel, I heard a curious splashing sound. When I looked to see what it was, I saw water falling to the floor in the center of the train car I was in. "That's odd" I thought. Why would would someone just spill out their water like that? Then just as it stopped I realized what it was, only to see it again, this time with more color. Today I witnessed an explosion of vomit on the train. Luckily no one said anything until I got to the station I wanted to get off at. Curious though, it would seem that the MTA has plain clothes workers riding the subway. One guy wearing regular clothes took out his walkie talkie and began informing someone of the problem.