Before I left, Dad got me a cake. Despite a long car ride, I managed to take it with (and keeping it cold was kind of a pain). So now it's sitting at the new place, as am I (actually getting some work done on my thesis, since my computer's here, although no internet means no distractions--but also no info when I need it). Problem is, plates are still packed, and silverware's absent as of yet.

Although I did experiment with cutting cake with chopsticks. That was amusing.

Back to thesis work with me.