Guess where I am...*

This summer has been a shocking departure from last summer's cool, lovely days. I know it's been like that for most everyone, but I am more than a little worried that the rest of my summers are going to be full of the stickiness and misery I'm associating with Minnesota. I know. I know. It's just one summer and even if it is a typical one, next summer will be better if for no other reason than I'll have somewhere to be on a regular basis. So, fine. We'll just have to see about all that.
For now though, it's crappy here. It was so humid I stood up and sweat started pouring off my brow. As many of you probably know, I sweat. Kind of a lot. But this is ridiculous. So, yesterday and today I sought refuge. For a little while I've been going to coffee shops and using their internet and their air conditioning to feel comfortable, but these past two days, I went to William Mitchell.
I've thought about coming on campus a little bit now and again. I mean, I live a block and a half from here, so it's convenient. And I am going to be a student here in the fall. And the library is open to the public. Still. I held myself back. I told myself I didn't really have any business on campus. And it was quasi-desperate to hang around a school you don't quite go to. I didn't belong.
Now though, I feel completely different. Why? Some might say it was the heat combined with the fact that I don't really feel comfortable in the coffee shops around here**. Or maybe I just grew up and saw how desperate I was to belong to something. But the truth is far more...odd. See, yesterday I was in the library. Today I'm in the lounge on the first floor. If I come back tomorrow, I might check out the second floor.
That's right. I'm doing recon. I don't think I consciously decided I needed to do recon, but when I walked into the library yesterday, I immediately walked the first floor before heading up to the second. I was looking for good places to sit. I was looking to see where some of the legal volumes were. And mostly, I was looking to get a feel for everything. I learned where the restrooms are and that I shouldn't wear my flip flops in the library because they squeak a little. I saw that there are assigned cubicles for studying. Today I learned where the vending machines are.
Most of all though, I have found myself really excited at the prospect of belonging here. I know it's still over a month before school starts, but I'm already happy with coming here. I guess I would just let you know that.
UPDATE: The dean just walked by. That was kind of cool.

*Title Note. I am sure it's quite gauche to post pictures of myself on back-to-back posts. But, that last picture sucked and I wanted another shot at it. This one's a little better. And I'll take any excuse to use my new toy, er, um educational tool (yeah) .
**Note 1. I don't drink coffee, so I'm always trying to come up with something to order. You know, something I will like. And if I get a coke, I always feel like they're judging me. And they probably are truthfully. I don't know the dance between barrista and customer. For some reason, it never dawns on me that I shouldn't wait at the counter until my drink is done. I always remember this as they're pouring whatever into the cup.