Did I tell you how happy I am to be here? I mean, for one I can play my records anytime I want without my mom practically screaming at me to turn them off. And for two, I no longer have to sit through grueling family dinners with my mom’s dickhead of a new husband who keeps trying to get me to intern at his law firm no matter how many times a I decline. Basically, this trip is a godsend. Despite having to be with you guys, of course.