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...but it wouldn't have mattered because I probably wouldn't have listened anyways.

Upon entering the chapel in the old stone building, I was struck by the intimacy of the space and the acoustics. Although I had been to Bosworth several times, this was my first time inside the chapel.

Of school colors and Substance-Free Housing, neither of which is lame in the slightest.

(The G-Rated version)

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens... Oh, hello there. I was just thinking about some of my favorite things here at Â鶹ÊÓƵ. Oh, I delight in hairless monkeys, Cathy comics, putting rubbing alcohol in my eyes, and above all, some great places to hang out in Â鶹ÊÓƵ.

As I mentioned before, I was back early as an academic ambassador, a friendly, name-tag-emblazoned helpful upperclassman to help the overwhelmed freshmen during their first academic duties. Other than the perk of arriving back on campus early, I got to meet a number of extraordinary new students.

A few words of advice mixed with my nostalgic ramblings of yore.

In this post: coffee mugs, unions (viz. Teamsters and AFSCME), near-death experiences, pictures I may or may not have incorrectly uploaded even though I've been given two sets of instructions on how to upload photos because I'm practically a Luddite, Â鶹ÊÓƵ vignettes.

There is no required reading for freshmen at Â鶹ÊÓƵ, but a quick flip through Lord of the Flies could be real helpful.

Sometimes, when I have just a bit of extra time on my hands, I take out my camera and see what interesting sights I can capture.

Once we'd finished eating, we parted ways, and I expected not to see her again, unless we wound up in a class together somewhere down the road.

In this post: potentially job ending disagreement, politics at Â鶹ÊÓƵ, liberal ironists vs. liberal revolutionaries, debates to stay up late for, Fox News, and please don't fire me.