Interesting

That was a long trip. And of course, an interesting one. But that's how these things tend to go. Because this combination of sleep-deprivation, stress, general exhaustion, excitement, and close proximity to people you don't know too well tends to lead to some fun nights and really interesting stories to tell later.

Also, I started the past three sentences with conjunctions. Oh well, I don't really care. And they served the purpose, so whatever. And I'm tired. So I really don't care. I'm still not sure just what to make of all of this. I got pretty much no work done, but that wasn't exactly unexpected considering the circumstances...I basically knew that would happen. But other things weren't exactly planned.

The thing with such trips is that you suddenly get really close to people you barely knew before, you lose inhibition, and next thing you know, you're back and wondering if you didn't just spill out your life story to someone who was better off not knowing. So I don't know. Did I say too much? Did I overstep some lines and give too much away and tell stories that shouldn't have been told?

Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. The plus side of this whole experiences is that the insanity is enough to make everyone who went through it question the realities of what did and didn't happen. So in the end, we're all left to reflect on weekends like these. And those reflections sometimes lead to interesting conclusions, and other times merely funny stories to tell. I'm still not sure which sort this weekend is going to be. I guess that's what I get to find out now.