Crnk

Crank:
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1. A device for transmitting rotary motion, consisting of a handle or arm attached at right angles to a shaft.

2. A clever turn of speech; a verbal conceit: quips and cranks.

3. A peculiar or eccentric idea or action.

4. Informal

a. A grouchy person.

b. An eccentric person, especially one who is unduly zealous.

5. Slang Methamphetamine.

Crank Also a movie made by a William Smith and Hobart College Graduate that I watched with the neighbors. After a long night of hearing my roommates make noises like feral cats in heat, i did not expect to have the day i did. I suppose it started last night in bed when i smiled at the fun they were obviously having, making noises i supposed were reminiscent of drunk men in a strip club, but with far greater pheromones. With that, i woke in the middle of the night, the tumult down to a murmur from the upstairs and proceeded to stretch and take my dirty sheet and my pillowcase-less pillow to the couch, and slept like a baby.

Since then, my day has been a combination of anxious cheerfulness and a few moments, like doing yoga in the front lawn while the neighbors ate dinner, when the stress was lifted.

But now, as the clock reads 11 exactly,  i simply wish that i could talk to everybody. I know i am far from home, i know that i love the people I am with, I know that i am doing great things with my own time, but something about home seems particularly appealing. I wish i could see Dad and Mel, talk to Vinni, hablar con mama, swim in more familiar and more polluted waters. I wish Mary would be well, as i am sure she is now. Everything, Grandma, Abuela, Gert, Sam, Betty, Anders. While i am sure i will lament the moment i leave this wonderful place and have the task of maintaining contact with the people i have grown to love, even those i love inappropriately, I look forward to clean sheets and misbehaving dogs.

I imagine the slow pace of maine will speed ever so slightly on my return.

What an ego, right? 

But if you are reading this, i miss you terribly, and while my phone has been left for dead, i hope you can dig through my convoluted sentiments and know how much i miss and think of everybody back home.

eww, right? too sappy?

probably too much sun and too much crank for one day.