Clarion Day 1
Jun. 9th, 2002 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tanaisemy skills of deception previously only hinted at during games of BS have been a great use during the games of Mafia last night. It never fails. I lie, they believe me, I tell the truth, they have me killed. I should probably have a problem with this, but I don't. I'm thinking above all consistency is the key. Plus, I like being on the side of the Mafia, even when I'm not, so I personally always act abrasive and accuse people of looking shifty. :) I'm good at it. I should be worried, I think, as I'm pretty sure it's not a quakerly type game. Though we usually played Killer at camp a lot--the game where one person is the murderer, and if they wink at you you're dead.
I have to figure out the town set up and how far we are from things. It didn't seem too far by car, esp if I can cut across campus, but I'm going to need to find a map. On the yay plus side, there's a Jimmy Johns nearby. Wee!! And I saw some used book stores out there too. And I know there's a grocery store not too far away because when we headed out to get dinner for some of the late arrivals we ran into Patricia (Wrede, if I may name drop for a minute) carrying bags, so it couldn't have been too far. And I get antsy if I don't get some walking in most days, so I'll have to go look for it today. get myself all sunscreened up and go exploring. I want cereal and milk, I know that much. more than that, I haven't decided on yet.
The dorm rooms are little and cute. There's a bed that slides part way under a couple of cabinets--sort of a day bed, then at night it pulls out in to the room as a twin bed. And there's a freak load of storage space. I feel guilty I have so little to keep in them. All these cute cupboards and drawers. I'm still not at all sure how someone managed to fit a canoe in here. The only thing I could come up with is upright in the closet, but no, that wouldn't work, there are shelves. Hmm. I give up. It must have been the floor, which would have given her aproximately twelve inches for walking in.
There's a wide range of ages. I'm on the young side, with two girls younger than me--maybe three, but the last couple of people still aren't here. And it goes up to people probably around my parents age--well, probably a little younger, but I get bad at ages over 35, 40. Older than me, I know that much. I'd guess no more than 45, with most people being about 30-35? maybe.
Oh, and at dinner Patricia Wrede demonstrated her latest feature--she asked me what the titles of my stories were, and then she told me the plot of them. :) I was impressed.
Okay, I'm off for breakfast type foods, and then some exploration. The orientation dinner is tonight, and the stuff really starts tomorrow.
I have to figure out the town set up and how far we are from things. It didn't seem too far by car, esp if I can cut across campus, but I'm going to need to find a map. On the yay plus side, there's a Jimmy Johns nearby. Wee!! And I saw some used book stores out there too. And I know there's a grocery store not too far away because when we headed out to get dinner for some of the late arrivals we ran into Patricia (Wrede, if I may name drop for a minute) carrying bags, so it couldn't have been too far. And I get antsy if I don't get some walking in most days, so I'll have to go look for it today. get myself all sunscreened up and go exploring. I want cereal and milk, I know that much. more than that, I haven't decided on yet.
The dorm rooms are little and cute. There's a bed that slides part way under a couple of cabinets--sort of a day bed, then at night it pulls out in to the room as a twin bed. And there's a freak load of storage space. I feel guilty I have so little to keep in them. All these cute cupboards and drawers. I'm still not at all sure how someone managed to fit a canoe in here. The only thing I could come up with is upright in the closet, but no, that wouldn't work, there are shelves. Hmm. I give up. It must have been the floor, which would have given her aproximately twelve inches for walking in.
There's a wide range of ages. I'm on the young side, with two girls younger than me--maybe three, but the last couple of people still aren't here. And it goes up to people probably around my parents age--well, probably a little younger, but I get bad at ages over 35, 40. Older than me, I know that much. I'd guess no more than 45, with most people being about 30-35? maybe.
Oh, and at dinner Patricia Wrede demonstrated her latest feature--she asked me what the titles of my stories were, and then she told me the plot of them. :) I was impressed.
Okay, I'm off for breakfast type foods, and then some exploration. The orientation dinner is tonight, and the stuff really starts tomorrow.
