Back to good old LBC, and not a thing has changed. Well, I'm a sophomore now. That's different I guess. The only thing that's really much different is that I'm learning firsthand all the woes of taking God & the Bible at 8 am on Monday mornings....and....other reasons. That's all I'm going to say for that one, except that if tough classes build character this one's going to make me a Joan of Arc by midterm time!

Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention the other thing that's different. There's bells in the chapel steeple now that ring every half hour. Except they're not real bells, it's just an electronic recording, and not a very good one at that, so when you hear it makes you think more of someone beating on frying pans or garbage can lids than anything else. Yes, it really is that terrible. I would say you should hear it for yourself, but I wouldn't wish something that mean on anyone.

Now for the good stuff -- I have no classes tomorrow so I'm taking the day off and going to Root's with Dave and Tiffani! Should be pretty fun....

Aaaaaaaaah I have not written in such a long time. These things [blogs] are so much fun when you start them and so annoying for ever after that. Not that I have much to tell you and not that I will probably be any more consistent with writing once school starts. I'm looking forward to it in a way, but I know I will probably be taking that back by next week when I have piles of papers to write.

"Dance like it hurts. Love like you need money. Work when people are watching."
 
- Dogbert

So when I got in from class today, I found a new wall decoration had wandered its way into my room (Dave's old room), deposed my tye-dye wall-hanging from Mexico, and tacked itself up in its place. It was a rasterized image of the Housatonic River plus the last few boxcars of a departing train. It was the same picture that had been used for the banner on the home page of the old campct.org. Perfect! It could stay, I decided. The next thing I noticed was my camera on my desk slightly out of place, it was leaning against the keyboard instead of next to it, where I usually keep it (tech freaks just notice when their toys have been touched, what can I say). I turned it on to view mode, cause I just had a funny feeling something would be there, and this is what was there:




Yep.... Dave strikes again! You couldn't have asked for a better scene really (for me at least). Now I will be even less motivated to study than I was before! because I have something better to look at than books.

For yall that don't know what a raster is, it's an image made of thousands of little dots or pixels all carefully sized and arranged. Up close, the picture looks like this:




But step back, and this is what you see:



It's one of those games that imagery plays with your brain. All those dots are dizzying though. Don't look at it up close, it might make you sick

So Friday. End of the week at last. Or nearly. On Friday mornings at 9 instead of chapel I have LIFE group, which basically amounts to 5 or 6 people sitting around and talking for an hour about ... stuff. Seriously, whatever's running through their heads. And some of it is pretty interesting. We share prayer requests, but never get around to actually praying, which is a new idea to me... I talked about it to Dave, and he thought that was pretty funny as well.

Me: They call it LIFE group, which is stands for Loving Intentional Fellowship Encouragement, but mostly we just sit around and talk about people in our dorm.... who's dating, who's fighting with who.... that sort of stuff....

Dave: Well.... that's LIFE!

All too true. Well, after class was over at 11, I went to the library (always in the library, are you starting to see a thread here?) and got some help from Mr. L. tying flies before class. There were these two people sitting at the other table in the back of the library studying, or at least pretending.... I'm sure they wondered what I was doing. I wonder that myself sometimes.

So on Fridays after Bib Herm I have fly fishing class from 2 until 3, or at least it's supposed to be until 3 but almost never is. Last week I didn't get out until 4, and this week was no exception.... Today we learned how to tie ants and sowbugs, and although that doesn't sound fun it is sort of interesting in a way. Uncle Bob says he's never caught anything on the river with either of those, so maybe I will have to save them for some time when I fish on a lake or a pond or something.

This evening I talked to Jon and he read me some stories from his Joan N the Whale book. It's been a long time since we've just talked like that, and I didn't realized how much I missed it.