I have just finished my first term at memorial university, I am studying to be an archaeologist. I have a new found appreciation for coffee, my hair reached a record 9 inches or so before I murdered it now down to a six incher or so. my university experience got off to a shaky start, when my 400$ PDA got stolen and I forgot all of my appointments. This was a minor setback, because now that I have my little notebook i can take all of my appointments without worrying about my ridiculously expensive 99 cent book being snatched. The food is terrible, I have good friends, I learned that buccaneers were gay (literally they were the definition of butt pirates, or buttcaneers.) and that if I hear about one more pithicus I will kill everyone in the archaeology dept who is wearing a monocle and says words with a british accent. Signing off