No Durians

Thus I present, the only picture I took today:

It's on the wall in my elevator. Make of it what you will.

Today seemed like a long day - oh, hey actual semi-important news: I moved down two floors! It's a long story but I switched with a girl and was kind of punted out of my room but in a really nice and apologetic and sad but cordial way. I am now living with an upperclassman who rows crew, and who was going to be living with a friend except the friend couldn't get into Simmons. So I feel like I'm intruding on her space (she had this room last year and wanted to share it with her friend this year) but at the same time this morning was the third time in two weeks that I've moved all of my worldly possessions and I'm just not going to move again. Nope nope nope.

After moving, I went to the dentist and got a mold taken for a new retainer, since the old one bit it after I haplessly chucked it in a bag at ROTC orientation. [N.B. Retainers are freakin' expensive, don't break or lose your retainers, kiddos!] That was actually mildly pleasant, the dentist was a really nice young woman, quite conversational, very courteous, tip-top service, really.

Before practice I took a nap / people-watching break on Kresge Oval because I was tired (which I later remembered, post-practice, was probably because I went to bed at 2:30 this morning after watching too many episodes of Orange is the New Black), and then had practice, which was our first real workout of the season at Franklin Park: 3x1mi repeats + 1x800m. It sucked and I didn't hit my splits and it was generally disappointing. More sleep tonight, recovery, ice and rolling, we'll get it next week.

Time for one (I repeat, one, exactly one, only one, seriously honestly one, uno, singular) episode of Orange is the New Black, and then a review of my schedule for tomorrow, and bed! First day of college classes tomorrow, trying not to act like an excited frosh and failing in the entirety. Cheers.