I’m sitting in the library, struggling with my calculus, and my Mom calls. I don’t answer, because I’m in the library, but instead send her a text back saying I can’t talk right now because I’m in the library. It seems that she and Sydney are on the road to Atlanta and are having car problems. Considering that Mom drives a Toyota Prius, I found it unlikely that there was actually anything wrong. Me: I’m in the library, can’t talk on the phone. 2:09 PM Cynthia: Ok will you be out anytime soon? 2:10 PM Me: well. I was planning…