My dad came up to FoCo today to drop off my bike that was in the shop in COS. We enjoyed lunch at my favorite pizza joint, and I finally had the chance to explain the breakup as well as inform him of my change in studies. Ever since I decided to switch I had been hesitant to break the news to him because I didn't know how he would react. However the talk was one of the best we have ever had, and he was fully supportive of not only my change in major but also my deepened passions and direction in life. I feel like finally my dad is respecting me as an adult, and understanding that my passion for the Middle East is not a fleeting interest.

Best part of the day was when my dad left the pizza box on top of his car while we were driving to Walmart. We didn't realize it until we were about 30 seconds from the parking lot. A lady pulled up next to us and we rolled down our window. We asked her if she saw our pizza box fly off and she responded with "Yeah, asshole, it landed on my car!". As she drove away angerly we saw that the box had opened and the 18 inch pizza and landed face down on her windshield and slid all the way down the hood of her car. Thus, leaving cheese, sauce, and toppings smeared all over her car. It was.......absolutely hilarious. This would only happen to my dad.