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Matt's home for the weekend, which means that I spend a lot of time at his house with his family, eat a whole bunch of food, and generally get to forget about school for a weekend. It's funny how much time I don't spend on campus. I really do feel like I'm living a double life already. I expected that I would feel like that next year, when I plan on being in Baltimore for half of my week and in Princeton for the other. But even my current tendency to disappear for 36 hours from Friday night to Sunday morning leaves me feeling like a nomad who can't quite find someplace to settle down. I go back to campus and can't wait to leave...I go to Baltimore (or even to Plainsboro), and I feel like I have to leave as soon as I get there.

I've given up on letting Villa Park hold exclusive rights to the word "home." It is my home as place of origin. But I think I've come to realize that home is simply the place in which the things you care about reside. So that means that Baltimore is home, Villa Park is home, sometimes Princeton is home...home is not so much a place as it is a set of attachments.

In other thoughts...the big excitement around Matt's house is the arrival of Ruth's new computer. A snazzy Dell with a pretty pretty flatscreen monitor. It is a blank canvas, tempting those who would enjoy the process of outfitting it with programs, organizing the desktop and toolbars and menus, and setting it up to be somebody's computer instead of just a genaric computer that fell off the assembly line. I'm not saying that the whole process doesn't interest me...because I am a computer geek, so it does!...but it is a strange feeling to compete with an inanimate object for your husband's attention!!!

Besides. That new computer has infected me with the "new computer" bug, and I am getting impatient for summer and the subsequent purchase of a sparkly, pretty, new ibook. Hehe...we'll see how I do with the PC to Mac crossover...but I am beyond excited.

ok. enough rambling for the moment. time to pull Matt away from the computer. :)

(By the way...I love that my husband is a computer geek. And I love that he's turned me into one. Just in case I sounded ungrateful.)