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I thought the internet was bad before: now it's a battle to merely get connection on most days. And that's a bit stressing right now because I am trying to preregister for classes for next year and arrange my job for the summer. Internet Cafe, here I come.

Stories could be told but I am not wanting to relay them right now. Instead I am looking out this window next to me to a sea of unique obscurely large houses behind the school. There's a large plot of dirt between the sea and me: call it the beach if you want. The beach is for future LCC expansion: more classrooms, dorms, and fancy landscaping to enhance the little lake (think spray fountains: oooh) that I originally thought was an oversized puddle. It's the puddles that capture me today. More the way the wind moves across them; skimming the surface, creating unique patterns. And this was how the snow leveled out to a flat plane a two weeks ago (when we still had snow). I sat in Michaelsen centras appreciating the dance of fallen snow: rising from the ground to fall again in a new more level place. You could take a ruler to it and catch no excess. Talk of creativity and natural landscaping.

Tip for future Eastern European travelers: boiled sausages are just glorified hot dogs. And they put them on pizzas. Ha!

And there is something strangely brilliant about seagulls flying with a grey backdrop: they seem whiter than usual. Bland, possibly boring, but strangely beautiful.

I interviewed my good friend Ernesta for a intercomm paper. Finding it to be less an interview and more like our typical conversations I called the paper dried fruit for tea and a conversation for an interview. My Lithuanian instructor asked in his comments: "By the way, do write poetry?" Mmm... still a little hesitant to call myself a poet but I do find that my natural voice is more prominant in my writing here. I am more formal because I am less formal: yet it's so natural (not necessarily the formality, but yes the formality in certain subjects).

All the while I have been waiting for my trinity e-mail account to open up; and I think it may have now. So! Farewell, and enjoy the typography.