Made it back, safe and sound.  I am homesick like a ten year old at summer camp.  It wasn't so bad til i walked into my apartment, and then it was just wave after wave of "i'm home... but i'm not home."  I haven't felt like this since back when I used to go back to Beloit after breaks.  And it hurts just as bad, in all the same ways.  Better in some (it's not Colorado itself causing it), worse in others (there's nothing here that feels like it's mine.), and always, that colossal disconnect between my universe at home, where I'm secure and confident and capable of anything, and the new place, where everything is scary and different and not at all familiar.  And of course, missing my parents like crazy.  For all the aggravation they cause me, being 2000 miles away is really just too much.

Dunno what I'm going to do about summer classes.  Show up for the first one at 9am, talk to the professor, and hope for the best?  I dunno.  Another half hour of Torchwood, then passing out.  Altitude headache is setting in, I'd rather just sleep through it.