Yup. Really good, actually. So much better than I had expected.
One of my roommates still isn't here yet, but the one who is here is great. She's super excited and enthusiastic about everything; she's nerdy and loves Star Wars and has a sandwich-cutter shaped like a Tie Fighter; she baby-talks to her one-eyed beta fish; she thinks bacteria are about the coolest things ever. Her codename shall be... Leah. Just because.
And Leah and I have met a bunch of other people in our hall, especially this one super awesome nerd girl whose codename shall be... Amy, for no particular reason. She's sort of like Leaena in how she makes all sorts of awesome nerdy art stuff, like a whole box of tiny wire-and-string 'voodoo dolls,' and this fantastic red lightsaber that glows and everything. Also, unfortunately, very much like Leaena in being a severe and unabashed Doctor Stalker. 'Twas foolish of me to hope that I could escape them anywhere. And now she's probably going to indoctrinate everyone in the whole first floor. Curses.
Last night we and a few other people went on a moonlit hike to the Architecture Graveyard, which is where the ghosts of old projects built by CSU Rivendell architecture students molder away in disrepair but are still pretty awesome. So midnight found us walking down a trail, with people we had only met earlier that day, singing showtunes because we could. Or even if we couldn't. They kept getting annoyed at me for not holding the aaaaaaaaaa in 'Phaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaantom of the Opera' long enough.
I've introduced myself to them all as Avity, and that's what they've been calling me, and it's so good. Yeah, they use female pronouns for me - I haven't asked them not to, and I'm not sure whether I will, because it's really not that bad.
I have been using the men's bathrooms, not even being sneaky about it. This morning I even showered in the men's room - no one noticed, no one cared. It's been months - six months, maybe? - since I've been in a women's restroom in the United States (sometimes on vacation it was kind of inescapable), and at this point it would just feel wrong to. Men's rooms don't exactly feel right, but still, better.
The internet situation is a little annoying here. All of campus has free wireless, except for the dorm rooms. I don't know how that's even possible. 'Course, I have no idea how Internet works. My imagining of it is that there's Internet floating around in the air, through the walls, from a little box somewhere, which box is connected to a wire that is somehow important because wires make everything more technology-ish and without wires it's just magic. But it is just magic anyway, 'cause the wire doesn't do anything, because it doesn't go anywhere except into the wall, because it can't go to Internet Central, because there's no such thing as Internet Central. Because if there were such a thing as Internet Central, we'd all know it's location (for some reason I like to imagine it being somewhere in Colorado) and it would be surrounded by fancy electric razor fences and armed guards so that nobody could kill the Internet. Which it isn't. Regardless. It clearly doesn't work the way I think it does because if it did, the walls would have to be lined with lead foil to keep the Internet out of the rooms. Which they aren't. And what it all comes down to is that we all need these blue cords that don't reach to the desks in any reasonable way, or we need to take our computers out of the rooms and use them in the study hall. So that's annoying. Alas and eheu.
The food situation is confusing too. Like, they give us food, but it's really lousy, but it's all part of this Launch or Welcome Week or what-have-you, and then maybe next week they start giving us real food but we have to go and find it. Or something. I don't know. If I get hungry, I can just go home for dinner. Home is only like a mile and a half away.