Humongous Mail day!

Lisa!! It's adorable! She (for of course she is a she) is perched on the bedpost by my desk and occasionally meows things like, "It needs a rewrite!" and, "Nice imagery!"

Jon! We've run out of room on the bulletin board, so I put all of the new cartoons you sent in the lounge, and people have been posting them on their doors. Everyone extends their thanks to you for the effort.

And Boooo to the USPS for giving me a letter from my mother ripped in half. And of course I only received one half of it, so I'll never know how those cartoons she was sending me ended.

And finally, I got my divorce papers in the mail. So, today after class I need to go and get them notarized and then overnight them back to my lawyer. July 22 is The Day.

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Daniel and I embarked on FishQuest98 yesterday, in search of decent sushi. I think we ended up walking over 5 miles, and never did find a sushi place, though we did make it all the way down to Pike Street market. But we have vowed that FishQuest98 has only just begun. We WILL find sushi.

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As I mentioned earlier, we have People Who Are Not Us in our dorm (though the Gemans left our floor.) Well, yesterday afternoon, a group of highschool-age kids came to our floor to use our showers--which would not have been so terribly bad, except that they were being rather loud and boisterous. So, Karen and I ran and switched the "Men" and "Women" signs on the bathroom doors (thank god for Swiss Army knives), then waited at the door of the men's room, and when the kids came out we put on our best glares and told them that they'd been in the women's restroom. They immediately got extremely flustered and apologized all over the place, so we told them that they should be more careful in the future, and that the stairs were at the end of the hall. (This is where the truly evil part of our prank comes in.) They were flustered enough to go into the stairwell (wearing just shorts and towels), with the intention of walking down to the sixth floor where they were staying. Unfortunately, (*snicker*) it's a fire escape, so the only way you can get out is to go alllll the way downstairs and outside.

But, for teenagers, they were very cool, and about 20 minutes later they came back up and complimented us on the quality of the prank.