Wrote this to Ma on Friday after I read her e-mail asking how I was doing:

GlarmGlarmGlarm.

This is Friday, right?

I went to some 'bonfire' thing with Fizz last night because he might get some kind of scholarship from a fraternity. The grass caught on fire and nobody cared so I put it out with my shoe.

Roomie's fine. We watched Seinfeld last night and then went into the neighbor's room where they were watching Pearl Harbor really loud. They had 4 foot tall speakers and a 13 inch TV and that was funny (the movie wasn't funny). We're going to watch the second half tonight, I think.

We've been standing in long lines to get network access and books and things. I just plugged in my new 21 foot ethernet cable to check my Yahoo! mail. There's a way you can set up a website on the UWPlatt server, and I might try to make use of that. They say I'm not allowed to set up any sort of server, but I'll ask a computer guy if it's OK to have a server just for personal use (like for transferring files over to Adam's box or whatever). That should be OK...

Everyone else is at some dumb thing that looked useless but that I would have gone to anyway except I came back about a minute late from a bike ride and couldn't find anybody so I'm doing something useful instead.

Last night I threw my blanket on the floor (I was asleep). But it wasn't cold up there so I was OK. I had a dream that I was about to get caught under a big pile of snow coming down a mountain.

For lunch we had tacos and tortilla chips with cheese whiz-tye stuff. Yummy. And green pudding/jelloey stuff with marshmellows, too.

I just found a way to hang one speaker from my bed.

There's something from Shanie in my mailbox.

I suppose the next one should go like this:

Now It's Friday night.

Me and Fizz (Fizz and I) just came back from a picnic thing at a city park. There was some band. Uhh... "Bernoulli" or something. That wasn't it. It started with an 'L', I think. Before the band played someone was giving away stupid prizes that nobody wanted. And a futon. There was this orange drink that was like really really concentrated coolaid. I used one third that and 2 thirds water (the water here tastes terrible, by the way) and it was OK. But it made my mouth dry out like Coke does (real Coke. Pepsi or Faygo (Faygo.cola is the best!) don't do that. Unless maybe I drink a lot).

Everyone's been trying to push soda on me. I guess I figgered that I have plenty of time to drink soda (not like at a party), so there's no rush to drink any now. Same with the food. Besides, it's too much of a hassle to go back to get seconds (I don't even know if you're supposed to be able to). All the food makes for good hourly "I'll get fat" lines.

I forgot to mention the "playfair" thingy we went to last night. The guy (Richard Simmons imitation) said "This will be unlike anything you have ever experienced!" That's because nobody would want to do that. We just went in the gym and did stupid random things.

The Linux business shouldn't be too much of a problem. They don't monitor your traffic unless you're using all their bandwidth or doing something weird so I figure I could just unplug the network after it's got the IP address and then just plug it back in when I need to upload a file or something, but otherwise leave it unplugged. It would be very unlikely that they'd notice that I was using Linux (both because they won't be monitoring my traffic and even if they were I don't know how they'd be able to tell I was using it), and even if I was caught and someone wanted to make a fuss about it it would be obvious that I was making an effort to follow the rule as best as I could (It'd be a major pain in the donkey to do certain things from Windows, like updating my web site).

Yeah, yeah. I know. I shouldn't do that.
Don't worry; it'll be fine.

Bob has a lot of Dorritos on the shelf here above the microwave...

And I still forgot to tell her about how I'm wearing my shorts again. I couldn't stand having to carry everything around in my hands when it would be so easy to have pockets.