The dorms have been quite all day today. There was a picnic out somewhere or other. Since you needed a motorized vehicle to get there, I didn't bother. Beer wasn't allowed either, so what was the point really? Everyone is straggling back to campus now. This wouldn't be so bad, except for the girl (I'm assuming it's a girl, although it could always be a boy out to impress the ladies with his "sensitivity") sitting at the out-of-tune piano in the common area and trying to figure out the piano solo that opens "Clocks" by Coldplay. I'm confused by Coldplay's popularity on all levels. They're not even a good guilty pleasure because how much joy can really be derived from popped-up mopey new age schlock? The music is too boring to even be that pretty. I guess it goes back to the group's "sensitivity." Hmmm...it might be time to see what the protein treat at the salad bar is tonight. -Zh.