Been swamped with registration and freshman orientation these past few days... haven't kept up with diaries (reading or writing). Perhaps the lack of solid slacking time afforded by work is at fault.
Had lunch with a music therapy major and her friend. Really interesting stuff... we talked for ~two hours. Hope I didn't come across too strong--I don't think so, but I'm a pretty horrible judge of such things. Sigh. I wouldn't even know where to begin, really.