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    Mundane, but lovely, fun.

    My poor parents: I’ve probably been in their apartment 12 hours since I’ve been in Charlotte, and I was sleeping 10 of those. I’m currently in Chapel Hill in Michael’s dorm room, chilling while Michael learns some guitar from our buddy Nathan. We got here yesterday afternoon, toured (some of) the campus, ate some good deli-eqsue food, and played some sand volleyball. Damn UNC is big compared to Rose. It’s ridiculous. We walked for a good mile or so, and didn’t even see the humanities buildings or all the residence halls. I can give a good tour of Rose (seeing labs, residence halls, gym, etc.) in a half hour, even…

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    Home safe and partying.

    Obviously, given that I was able to post the last entry, I am home safe. I had to leave some of my stuff with Nikolai, who’s going back to school sooner than I am and will hold my stuff there for me. I had barely gotten my stuff in the apartment when the phone rang and Michael was asking if I was going to go over to the shindig at Jenny’s house. I grabbed my mother’s car keys and was gone, no shower, no change of clothing. Yuck, but I was anxious and excited. Details of the shindig would be inane and odd, but one of the highlights was when…

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    Off the road

    (Written Friday, May 28, 19:38 Rose-Hulman time) You ever lay in bed at the end of a day and as you look back, wonder if everything that happened actually happened to you? I told Nikolai last night [the night before we left] that I suspected something bad would happen on this trip with Johnny. Nikolai and I departed the Haute around 10:00 this morning, cars loaded, everything set. Things went well until I almost got sideswipped off the road by a semi just past Indianapolis. I stopped to take a piss break and calm my nerves just after that. Kept driving, waved at exit 16 on I-65 (where, if memory…

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    3 tips to moving out of a dorm without getting a "Look" from Lissa

    I would have thought these would be obvious, but given the ridiculous crap I’ve seen going on on my floor this week, apparently not. Pack as though you are the only one moving your shit out. If you can’t lift it or comfortably drag it, pack it lighter or get a dolly. Don’t assume Joe Blow Brawn is going to come along and carry that 5 feet by 5 feet by 5 feet box filled solid with books for you. Seriously, don’t inflict your packing troubles on others. If you don’t want to make the trips, don’t pack all that shit. Packrats need not bitch about the 25 trips they’ve…

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    A rock and a hard place.

    I felt very, very sad as we packed up the Thorn office yesterday. Despite my growing disillusionment and worry, what we had this year was a good thing. I’ve learned a lot about people and power-wielding and social dynamics that was only theoretical for me before. Very eye-opening. Very tiring, as well, even though it wasn’t quite tiring enough to send me scurrying back to only the technical aspects of the paper. And it’s not just the Thorn that was being packed up yesterday. It was, in many respects, my freshman year. I’ve put a lot of energy into the Thorn this year, much to the pleasure of the higher-ups.…