Apple juice in a Smurf glass.

Here I am again. I'm still in Grand Rapids. This afternoon I went to the mall with Jenny Lunger from college, who lives here in GR. I saw plenty of things that I wanted, but I didn't buy anything. It was quite a splendid enjoyable time.

This afternoon I finished the third Harry Potter book. They are surprisingly good, but I don't think I lost much from watching the movies first. I think one of the things that makes them good is that the mystery of Harry's life, past, and future is revealed to the reader as it's revealed to Harry. You never know more about Harry than Harry knows about himself (except at the beginning of the first book) and so it's as if you're living through Harry in the stories.

I don't really have much to say. I'm tired but my dumb bed is deflated. The tip of my right hand index finger was mysteriously cut today and now it's sore. Tomorrow I'm going to have to say goodbye to high speed internet yet again.

Apple juice is really good. I think it might be my favorite juice. I love apple juice. Apples are really good too. All fruit is good. I love fruit.

I had a dream last night that something happened to Angell Hall and the whole south side of it was collapsed and the pillars were fallen or broken and one was kinda half standing up and holding it up. We still had classes in the building though. I also dreamed about the cafeteria food, Rebecca and my room, and a Cru thing. It all took place after I had turned in my room key though.

Iron chef is weird.