I lied...

I know I said yesterday that it was official, but that was sort of a lie, because NOW it’s official: I have taken a shower in my room! That was like its christening. Or something…
Anyway, if any of you were wondering if I am retarded, the answer is yes. Three-quarters, in fact, just like Uncle Musturd. The shower I took this morning was semi-cold, because I couldn’t make the water be any warmer. Either there’s a trick that I need to ask my roommates about, or water has decided it hates me because I don’t give it enough love, or something like that. I’m not sure, because it didn’t tell me what I did wrong so I could apologize.
Also, I know that bathtubs are lifted slightly off the floor, to account for all the porcelain on the bottom, but my tub is raised a good three inches! I found this height to be noteworthy after I almost toppled forward when I stepped out to get my towel.

I slept well last night, or at least normally. I think the temperature was perfect; the AC was on all night. Yes, that’s right. We have good, working AC in our room. Lucky!
Yesterday while we were walking around, I noticed a store that had Tribeca broken up: Tri – be – ca. It reminded me of how Aunt Stacie and Uncle Musturd used to say Rebecca's name the "Son-in-Law" way: Bec – ca! So I told her I was going to start calling her Tri – bec – ca! She didn’t seem thrilled. Maybe I’ll have to threaten her with a different choice: Becky Lou.

I don’t have any pictures to put up yet, mostly cause I don’t know how to work the camera cable, but soon!

Quick, last-minute note: two things that grind my gears are people who do not sign out of any type of account when they are on a public computer, and shirts with ties printed on them.