Okay, my relatives really aren't that bad, but they are talkative, so I'm glad I don't have to write a full-blown paper or anything that needs a lot of concentration. Can't say as much for my sociology homework, but they at least understand that I'm not totally being antisocial if I skip out of the room for a while. (Well, either that or I'm avoiding the very distant relative that was hitting on my sister last year, and trying to avoid the same fate).
So, driving down here was intersting, and frankly, almost terrifying. I drove with my parents and my sister, and although my dad has his little baby Acura, which is a very nice car and should have good traction and all that jazz, we hit a BEASTLY snowstorm, and I could feel the tires sliding every few minutes. A bit unnerving, especially when you couple it with the fact that we couldn't see farther than the taillights of the 4th car in front of us, and you can usually see the whole valley. Then we hit fog. Joy. And then it stopped snowing, and then it started again, and then we had semis blowing past us (which was rather stupid, in my opinion... lugging a huge cargo load on a slippery road, almost no visibility, and going 85 miles an hour.)
Well, food's on, and I'm starving, so I'm outta here :)
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