Those Paintball thingys hurt!

That line from Daria was running through my head the entire afternoon. And they aren't wrong either, those paintball pellets are shot out at 300 ft/sec and they leave welts. I only got hit three times, on the leg, armpit and hand, but some of the guys were covered in donut shaped marks. Tomorrow is visit Grandma/senior night out, which I'm hoping will go well, because I love to dance.

It is a bit odd to think that in less than a week, I will never return to St. Louis or campus. Well, actually, I may return once or twice to visit family, but then I'll just pass through. I have spent so much time here over the past four years, and I am having trouble wrapping my mind around the idea. Campus was absolutely silent this morning. It was gorgeous, of course, because our campus is beautiful, particularly in the spring when everything is green and blooming. At 8:00am in spring, everything is covered with dew (or sprinkler water) and it just glistens. I ran down to campus to return a book to Doug, who had kindly lent me his Q Phys textbook, and do some massive recycling/illegal dumpster use. The dumpsters are conveniently accessible by car, for which I was extremely grateful. My original plan had been to risk parking at the Lopata dock and take the elevator up to the CEC, where I knew there were recycling bins. It would have taken a couple of trips, though.

Anyway, I think I will go bake cookies and then pack for a bit. I didn't really feel like going out tonight, though, so I think this is for the best.