As I was travelling across country, I had heard about Brother Roger, who was stabbed at an evening service in the Taizé community in France. I didn't know much about the community, or the form of worship, but I'm learning more.

Well, I'm into week 3, and I don't feel quite so at sea as I did last week, or the week before. I've finished 3 papers (yes, I've had 3 papers to write so far, fairly minor) and am working on the 4th. My major computer is in the shop, which is annoying, to say the least (no movies, probably a good thing given the amount of reading and writing I have to do: 6+ more papers in the next 3 weeks!) It should be back in my hands by the end of the week.

The courses are just fascinating, and I'm really digging them. Here are some highlights:

You'd never know it, but I'm an online quiz junkie. One blogroll I generally read everyday (and am on) is the linuxchix blogroll. Several people regularly post quizzes they've taken, and the results. I take the quizzes, but never post the results... until now.

So here is the completely unsurprising result to a quiz about political philosopy:

I'm taking the red one.

There are some changes afoot. First off, I killed off my 3rd (most short lived, but, surprisingly, most visited) blog, Pearlbear's Technology Desk (the posts will remain up, but I won't be adding to them.) My brain just isn't in technology right now. Believe it or not, I stopped reading Slashdot, and can barely make it through my Engaget RSS feed before closing the window. I know, what happened?

I was talking with a friend this morning, and I came up with that phrase in my head, and I thought it was a good thing to blog about.

A bit of distraction from the continuing horror of Katrina. Some pictures of my new home and school are in the album "PSR" - just uploaded. Enjoy.

Well, I don't have any cats to take pictures of right now, but a friend sent me this link, called Cats in Sinks. It's hilarious. I think it almost counts, even though these are cats not connected to me at all.

I was sitting having dinner this evening with a group of folks in my dorm. Very nice group, nice conversation. One of them, someone who'd been around a while, said "when I was in your position I was panicked." I said "I'm close, but not there yet."

Well, just a few minutes later, thinking about the whole conversation (we went everywhere from what courses everyone is taking, to someone's upcoming ordination, to internships, to what one of the D.Min students is doing for a thesis....), I'm getting panicked. Seriously.

I have several words of advice for those of you out there who decide, like me, to abandon your householder life, to live in a single dorm room.

1) Don't have the room on the second floor of a building that is built on a hill, thus forcing you to drag all of your stuff up two flights of stairs.

2) Don't expect to actually fit anything in a 12x14 room. Remember how much stuff you had as a college student. Bring that, and ONLY that. It is astonishing the fraction of the room that a bottle of shampoo takes.