Bloomington's turned cold. Days ago I was strolling through the campus with minmal clothing, but the past couple of days has been a string of freezing. Walks to class seem to be getting longer, as does the time it takes for me to get out of bed.

But, it's all worth it. Snow is coming, and I can feel it. I'm glad that I stayed in a region with snow, because if I didn't have it I would probably go insane, which is a bad state to be in for a psychologist.

Now there are plenty of people in the No-Snow camp, but they're missing out on the most beautiful thing around. Sure, fall is pretty, but winter is the season where thing become peaceful and serene. It's the season for a big white guy like me. Come to think of it, I've got the perfect camo for that situation.

I've also got a new armoury of snow gear, including impressive boots, big socks, sweaters, and a giant coat made from both Thinsulate and goose down. Yes!

The saddest part about all of this is that I really don't participate in winter sports. Snowboarding eludes me. It's a simple concept, stand on a board going down a hill, yet in practice it falls apart. For some reason I can't balance and I fall, inevitibly hurting myself in some almost-impossible manner. Skiing too, is distant. It's just standing on 2 boards going down a hill. Why can't I do this?

Now I can do cross-country skiing, but it's just jogging with boards on your feet.

I prefer some of the more classical winter activities, like bundling up for 10 minutes to walk 1 minute to get your mail. (See, this is going to be an issue in Ashton, where we dont' live in integrated housing units with everything needed to sustain life inside them. I think that Ramen Noodles are going to become more and more important staples in my routine.)

I also prefer winter drinks. Hot Chocolate is one of the best things known to man, and at most places around campus it is made in MACHINES! Yes, ladies and gentelman, we have Hot Chocolate that is stirred for you, by Indiana University. I personally don't understand why they University doesn't use stuff like that to rope in unsuspecting High School Seniors.

Anyway, I'm going to shut the window that's been open for months and go to bed again because in college, consciousness is your enemy.

Jordan