I really wish I had access to it, because facebook was the perfect distribution system for weird or absurd or horrifying news stories. Like THIS ONE:
BEST THING EVER.
I want a giant inflatable tank. Or a missile launcher. Or a small radar station. I would bounce on it and invite my friends to camp on it and put it outside my house and have parties on it. It would be amazing.
That’s…that’s really all. It’s very quiet. I’m struggling to get into a routine that includes social exposure to both Dickinson and local students, physical exercise, exploring of the city area, and sufficient language study time. I’ve not worked it out yet, but considering that most of my past systems have hinged on the “get a steady girlfriend and build your life around hers” plan, I’m doing okay.