"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."
- Douglas Adams
My trip to Daytona Beach, with a couple days spent at Disney World was awesome. It was my first time on a long vacation with Karen, and I think that she had a great time, especially since she hadn't been to Disney World since she was in diapers. True I do have some problems with the way Disney runs business, and the way they portray their characters, but I have to give it to them, they know how to have a good time. Since my brother has been spoiled in the last few years and had gone to the parks a couple of times with school, he was not as amused as Karen and I were, but I was able to keep him from constantly acting like the "negative nancy" teenage life tries to force him to be. I am amazed that I had as much fun as I did. Even the beach was great. Some highlights:
Going on the Everest ride, and trying to avoid the vomit located in the cart in front of me that was left by it's previous passenger
Dad pushing buttons in the Mission Space ride because he felt that if he did not, they would not let him out of the ride.
Seeing Kennedy Space Center for the first time.
Watching all the staff at Epcot ride around on their Segways.
The entire trip was a blast, even with the ever-growing stress of moving. But I have finally left the stress of moving behind me. During my entire time in Florida, I was constantly fretting about the moving process that was soon to come. What made it even worse was that all the things I felt could go wrong ended up going wrong, although there were a few things that I thought were already going wrong that ended up going right. In short, it was a stressful process that I am glad is over. Now I can focus on the more important things in life... like getting internet and cable....oh wait...I mean grad school.
Since my new apartment is right next to campus I am able to take full use of all the services the library can offer that my new place cannot: A/C, coffee, and ceilings that don't make me feel like I am walking through Bilbo Baggins' burrow at Bag End. True there are some problems with my new apartment, but I have to say, I love the place. It is the first place I have lived that seems to exhibit a personality of it's own. Anyways, it will be very nice once the weather cools down, which will happen in a month or two. I hopefully will be able to upload some photos of it at some point if I can find my memory card reader. The height of the ceiling is probably the most noticeable flaw. My friend Geoff is 6'6" and the top of his head touches the ceiling when he stands straight up. The shower, is even shorter, and when I get in it I have to lean down like I am some teenager in high school trying to get a smoke in under the football bleachers.
It is going to be nice to be so close to campus and downtown Boone. I will be able to use my car less, not have to worry about relying on the bus system, and be able to walk out my door on a fall Saturday and hear the craziness that is pre-football game tailgating. I feel good about my new living arrangements as of now, but only time will tell.
One thing I have yet to figure out is why here on the third floor of the library, which is a quiet study floor, does this guy a few computers down from me feel the need to play music from his computer out loud. Why is this being allowed? It wouldn't be so bad if I couldn't see that he has a working set of headphones next to his computer.
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