Apparently, I arrived just in time to avoid having to settle down, and then up and move again. I don't know what happened to the old university, but truly, I could not care less. I am here now, I have a room, and that is that.
Now I just need a schedule... though this would probably come easier if I picked my classes. I'll do that tomorrow.
On to more important matters. I found packages of this...
... in the machine down the hall from me. Is it made of Turks? I want to know. I reached up the little door at the bottom and managed to get one out, but I'm rather disappointed. It tastes like 'sweet'. I always thought Turks would taste more like garbage.