I left school today at about 3:00 after spending a few hours in the library.

I got back to the apartment at *7:00*.

I am never, ever, ever, ever commuting in Northern Virginia again. Ever. Especially not in a stickshift. If I end up here again I'm figuring out some way to take the bus. Or hitchhiking. Or flying. Or *walking* - it'd almost have been as fast to take the W&Od trail again. Honestly.

(It's interesting how you say those three words - "commuting" and "Northern Virginia" - to anyone inside the Beltway, and they get this really distinctive expression on their face, part pity and part fear.)