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Sitting in class, sipping a coffee with milk and honey (thanks for that odd habit, Savannah), thinking how happy I am to be here.

The last few days have been crazy. There's a big memo due Monday in Legal Writing, random reading in other classes and social obligations to manage - let me tell you, it's hard to study everyday AND find time to go out to the bars three times a week. I resolve to stop doing tequila shots on Wednesday nights - it leads to Very Bad Things.

The fellow in the photo is Dan, a crazed Iowan who is rarely sober but always a great guy to chill with. He sits next to me in my Torts class, so I snapped the shot a minute before today's lecture started.

Still haven't found a church, by the way. Suggestions are welcome.