I called home today, and asked my mom about the shipment status of my to-be-awesome-laptop. My mom then tells me a funny story:

Apparently last night, my dad was commenting how if it was his laptop, he’d be impatient and would head home when it arrived instead of waiting for the weekend. My parents then remark about my self-control and such.

Then, of course, I ruin this by calling my mom today and asking if I could head home on Tuesday night…