Thanksgiving 2005

I've actually spent the day thinking about what I'm thankful for. I know. It's amazing that the whole spirit of Thanksgiving can actually mean something. I'm excited to be home, and I'm amazed at how happy I am to be around my family, but what I'm really excited about is that I actually miss Provo. I haven't always missed Provo like this, but I miss it now, and not because of the actual place but because of the great people who surround me. I feel at home in Provo, and that is incredible. I wish I could have everyone in one place, but living away from home makes me appreciate it that much more, so it's worth the sacrifice.

So, my dad bought this car while I was at school. It's a Lotus Elise. He let me drive it this afternoon, and the experience just about gave me a heart attack. I got it up to 100 MPH in fourth gear on the on-ramp to the freeway. I've done 100 in other cars before, but never with that acceleration and never with that much control. I felt like I could have easily pushed it up another 30 MPH. I want to take that thing to a race track, because driving it the speed limit is a crime. I mean, if you were an eagle, would you walk to the lake to get a drink and to catch some food? No. You'd fly there. The lotus felt like it was taking a walk down the freeway, and it needs to fly. I cannot imagine a sexier car.