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Its spring time in Andover. I arrived on Saturday night and spent two nights at my parents house, watching E True Hollywood Story on super-cable and chilling out with two large, happy dogs. Outside, the trees are in bloom, the birds are singing, and its a nice, sunny, cool sixty degrees fahrenheit. I got home for the best days of the year.

I have a new and somewhat silly appreciation for little things now, like turkey sandwiches (the law school cafe never tasted so good), english speaking strangers, freshly roasted coffee from peets, driving, spinach salad, internet, connection to the world (well, my world at least) and my super-duper bed. My jet lag is wearing off so I'm not a walking zombie all the time. And these little things have become real treats.

I went to the rock gym on Monday for an hour of bouldering. An hour was all I could do: I've lost *all* of my muscle over the past four months. But it feels really refreshing to be sore. And its going to be fun to get strong again.

Its been fun seeing everyone again! I missed you!!!

I'm thrilled.