Eliza Part III: The Reckoning

I know, I know, I haven't written in a while. You'd think I had more
time on my hands to do this kind of thing than you guys would. Anyway,
I'm here to remedy that partly. In 15 minutes I'm going to the common
room in my "Blunt: Blazing to Victory" sweatshirt and my "Blunt" hat
for Camelympics. That's right, it's that time again. I'm not doing
any events myself, but I'll probably go see a few. I do have a lot of
work this weekend, though. I just finished a 5-pager, and I've got
another, and then a 10-pager both due next week. Hope there aren't any
tests coming up that I'm not aware of.
I don't think I told you guys that I took the train down to Princeton
over fall break a few weeks ago to visit a friend from high school. It
was awesome seeing the campus, which is so different from ours. I got
a lot of interesting looks, because apparently there are no blind
people there. Favorite comment (from group of passing drunk girls on
saturday night, refferring to me): "No one's blind." Actually, the
campus was so overwhelming, that I was kind of glad to get back to
Conn. Wow, I must sound like a wimp.
I'm actually running out of time here, but Sarah, I got your postcard,
and thanks so much! Any music (or drinks) you'd like to bring back
would be awesome. My awesome neighbor read it to me. Oh yeah, and
I've had indian food twice recently, though I'm sure it's not as good
as what you're experiencing, Jake. I love hearing about your lives,
and Adrian, keep the awesome anecdotes coming!
Miss you all, and continue living it up!
E