Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Well first off, I guess I'll explain a few things in the last post.

Hannah, to explain to you the people I got to know too well I must first tell you of my bubble. See I have a bubble, and in that bubble is my personal space. I'm not a big fan of people getting in my bubble. Ex. touching my hair, leaning in when talking to me, pretty much just touching in general or closeness in general. That being said we had to play a game that required a lot of touching and closeness. We were in teams of six and there was a box taped out on the floor. The box was about a foot and a half on each side. The idea of the game was to get everyone on your team inside the box, however you could. The catch was that the box gets smaller every round. Our team members however, did not. Thus people were sitting on shoulders and standing on each others feet. At one point I found my head extremely too close to another team members rear end. Needless to say, these are the people I got to know too well.

Herschel, "on bun" started out as a joke in the lunch line. We noticed that almost every time the cafe served a chicken, or mcrib, or fish sandwich it would be labeled on the sign: "Chicken on bun, McRib on bun, Fish on bun. One day nothing was listed as on bun so I started reading everything off the list and adding on bun (Ex. sugar free dessert on bun, salad bar on bun, roll on bun). Before long, it became a game to see what the most random thing we could put on bun (Ex. Volleyball Team on Bun, Campus Crusade for Christ on Bun, John Lennon on Bun). Most recently Christy and I turned it into a rating system. When something is awesome we say that it's on bun. Or if it's not good at all we say that it's bunless or without bun.

In other news, I'm coming home Wednesday evening. It's fall break, and it's about time. I'm ready to see my dog. And sleep in my bed.