6 hours, 5 cities, 4 people, 1 airport, too many wrong turns, too many bad songs, 1 restaurant, 303.9 kilometres = getting Bobby back. This is probably the worst roadtrip in recent memory. With being asked to do Taiwanese car maneuvers, getting my music shut down, and giving wrong directions, I wasn't feeling so good about having Bobby in my car. And by the way, between unpacking the luggage and celebrating the resurrection of Jesus, Bobby chose the former. I blame myself for not having any interests in common with these folks. I mean, things like fashion, games, anime, movies, and Taiwanese music don't interest me at all... Anyway, we spent 2 hours trying to find a place for dinner, and after doublebacking several times, we finally got to a place that was almost closing. So we ate fast, and I put way too much cholesterol in my body. (The final slip on black ice was terrifying...)

I'm thinking of a word that describes people who is obsessive with cleanliness. I used to know that word, but now I don't...

Of course I didn't do the work that I'm supposed to do...what else is new?