I'm in berkeley, its august and I'm wearing pants... The blank appartment with no furniture is depressing, as is the knowing almost no one in the city, but i'm sure things will improve at this point...

There's a post by Michelle Boardman of the Volokh Conspiracy about a wonderful example of the funny logic one can go through in concluding what God's will is from your circumstances.

So the only movies on Nat, Alec, and my movie lists were L.A. Confidential and Casablanca. Not a bad pair at all... I was surprised Nat didn't mention God of Gamblers or Being John Malkovich.

That's all for now... More updates when more has happened beyond sleeping on a too thin air mattress which my mom used while missionary slumming in Belize this summer.