"Others may boast of prestige and size"

So, I'm killing time in the GW computer lab in the library (or maybe "a" library, I think there're multiple libraries). I have succesfully navigated the passage from my home to campus twice now, with no difficulty. I was properly on time for orientation this morning, got to socialize w/ other nerds like myself and had a free lunch. And met w/ my advisor and subsquently changed my schedule so that I now have neither a) an 8 AM class or b) the Wednesday from Hell. This is of the good. And I now only have class during the day one day a week, which means I might actually be able to have my weekends free to go visit people or sleep or do homework or whatever. I also now have a shiny new student ID, with which to get discounts or whatever else. And into the library and other fun and fancy buildings. I still have not been on a tour of campus, which is large and urban, and so do not necessarily know where said buildings are, but I am managing to navigate fairly well so far. It helps that most of the streets are either letters or numbers, and so you can figure out which direction to go if you can count and know the alphabet. The streets named after states don't seem to have much rhyme or reason to them, except that they run diagonally and this leads to them coming together at traffic circles where streets like Georgia and Pennsylvania intersect (actually, my metro station is where Georgia and New Hampshire intersect, which is funny). But I am feeling increasingly confident in my ability to find my way around, at least around here.
I have met both of the girls who live on my floor, and they are cool. I must do real grocery shopping soon, to buy grown-up groceries (you know, the kind that require cooking w/ something other than a microwave).
Lunch, which was free, was of the good. We all went around and introduced ourselves. I would say that we are about 70% female (maybe even more). Some kids seem straight out of undergrad, others seem to have spent a few years working. Some intimidated me, but I made everyone laugh w/ my introduction, twice. Which is easy to do when you got your BA from Alfred, as there is much material from which to draw, but it makes me happy. The only snafu in the day was when this dirty unwashed guy who was hanging out in the overpacked room was asked to introduce himself, as he was thought to be part of our program. He went on this little ranty thing, but he wasn't very articulate, and so difficult to understand. But what he did say was disturbing, and not really logical. He was cut off by some of the second-years and then a person I assume was security, who I think was fetched by one of the second-years, came and escorted him very quietly away. It was odd, but I was impressed by how it was handled. I think that's part of life in a big city.
We have a dinner which is also free tonight at 6. It is currently 3:51 PM. Hence the journaling.
Yesterday I took care of my health care stuff and it's all good, and I mailed all the paperwork I know needed mailing today. I also got a shiny new checking account at Bank of America, which will make life easier. Then I went to Friday's, solely b/c they have good milkshakes there (or least at some they do). They only had one flavor listed on the menu, and they were out of milk. Apparently no one had any time to run and get more.... (which reminds me of a story involving a now-closed restaurant and shrimp...)
And I got a lead on a job, which is shiny. I initially applied for a job I wasn't really qualifed for, but then the woman asked if I'd like her to forward my resume for consideration for another post, and I said, um, hell yeah (only more politely, as it was a work related e-mail, and that kind of language doesn't really go). Got an e-mail today from the woman (who had emailed me and who I sent a copy of my newly updated resume to) asking if I could come in for an interview.
Life is good. And just yay. Except that I have to kill time until food. B/c I don't feel like going back to my place, as it is approx. 30 minutes on the Metro, not counting waiting for trains. I shall find some way to entertain myself, I am sure.