Coming in on a Friday before the holiday weeks when the roads are icy was probably not the best use of my time. The place is a ghost town. Usually this is full of people and lots of hall conversations. I can actually hear myself think. I don't like that. There are voices in my head and they tell me to do things I don't like to do (well, sometimes I like to do them). I guess its just me and my friend, Lenovo T61.