One Month
So, it's just about one month until I head back to FIT again. And I can honestly say that I'm looking forward to it. Thoughts of FIT bring back so many memories...
Note to all non-FIT faculty and staff: Disregard the disclaimer on the previous line. That story was true.
Aaaah. I just don't know how everything is going to work with everyone split up this time. Harumph.
- Mashed potatoes at Evans. Man, I really miss those more than anything. Meals just don't taste good to me without them anymore.
- Leaving Evans after dinner, and then having Ed suggest heading to the Rat for an immediate second dinner. I don't know how he could do that.
- Mike (Beckett) wandering into my room and loading up assorted interesting websites or Flash animations to watch as he passed time. I miss him a lot too.
- Mike (Bruso) wandering into my room to discuss the latest events in his Final Fantasy XI world, or to have another deep discussion of the Xenosaga world.
- Stopping by Todd's place to help with a PC problem, and ending up stuck there for hours as he discussed the latest OS X improvements and showed me pictures from his newest yacht catalogs.
- Stuff with Jared. I can't remember any specific memories here, but he certainly deserves his own entry in this list.
- Ooh, ooh, I just thought of one! That night at the end of the year when everyone around campus was celebrating by getting quite drunk, and the two or three of us were over at Andy's picking through his roommates' junk and I ended up carting away the giant Super Soaker and Jared got the used hair trimmers with some extra hair lying around in the bag, and I had to wander back to the dorm acting as nonchalantly as possible while passing many very drunk students giving me an odd look for having a blazingly bright neon green squirt gun strapped to my back.
- Jess or Christine stopping by the room at dinner time so I would know it was time to eat. Otherwise I would probably have never remembered to get any real food around there, except for when Ed would wander over and request to go the Rat again.
- And of course, Jared, Ed, and Mike's salvaging and scavenging skills. An aquarium, a dresser, the yellow warning tape, and potentially a TV if they hadn't been too late to save it. Oh, and the monitor that Mike just picked up from somewhere.
- And I can't end this list without mentioning the time that I helped sneak Ed's guns into his room so he could clean them, and I tried hiding them in the laundry bag as we moved them from his trunk to his room, but it didn't help at all because it was clear to all that I was carrying a laundry bag shaped exactly like a semiautomatic rifle, and holding the bag exactly as I would if it were containing a semiautomatic rifle. And this naturally caused me to break out into a suspiciously nervous state while nonchalantly whistling (a dead giveaway that something is going on, because NOBODY whistles nonchalantly unless they are up to something).
Note to all non-FIT faculty and staff: Disregard the disclaimer on the previous line. That story was true.
Aaaah. I just don't know how everything is going to work with everyone split up this time. Harumph.