Parked in a Muddhole
So here I am in my nice new dorm room on the second floor of Park hall at Washington University! I have two computers, two monitors for the desktop computer, a headset plugged into the tablet (it's inconvenient to type in it the way it's set up... that voice recognition is some sort of miracle; I set up all my note sections for this semester entirely by voice command), so many books I can't easily fit them all in the shelf, three suitemates who seem as quiety and geeky as me, a huge common room, and a large penis drawn on the door by the past residents. (I suppose you can't have everything right.)
I'm exhausted and I smell funny for now, so I think I'll just shower and go to bed (the bed is really low and the matress is awful- I may ask for a replacement, it's like it has no springs at all- but when I'm this tired, I doubt I'll care) even though I haev a working Internet connection. I started moving in as soon as they opened at 8:30 AM, because I couldn't sleep last night anyway, and I figured that gave us a better chance of avoiding the crowds- and getting my Internet connection working before the registration system got overrun! IT worked, obviously.
But... uh, not much to say, just sleepy and tired. But I'm here!
I'm exhausted and I smell funny for now, so I think I'll just shower and go to bed (the bed is really low and the matress is awful- I may ask for a replacement, it's like it has no springs at all- but when I'm this tired, I doubt I'll care) even though I haev a working Internet connection. I started moving in as soon as they opened at 8:30 AM, because I couldn't sleep last night anyway, and I figured that gave us a better chance of avoiding the crowds- and getting my Internet connection working before the registration system got overrun! IT worked, obviously.
But... uh, not much to say, just sleepy and tired. But I'm here!
