More food eaten. Pizzeria Uno's, yum. Qwerty still hard but getting better. Dvorak does not seem to be suffering much yet. Have finished the latin and spanish sections of "romance languages", reading about portuguese now. Crazy vowel system! Disconnected feeling from family only becoming stronger. Not that I don't like them, just feeling like they are thinking in such foreign ways from me. Even my mother seems to speak in such... anti-intellectual ways sometimes, but I think that could be chalked up to her take on religion. My dad has never been very analytic, so there's not as much surprise there. But... yuh. Realization of much danger of me having already isolated myself from 100 minus epsilon percent of humanity. Perhaps I should make sure it doesn't become too much worse.