And she likes wandering around in her bra!

First, our CSci professor reminded us of what we'd talked about during the last class (which Sarah and I slept through--for shame!): "What does 'ftp' stand for? Does anybody remember?" The silence got to me, so I mumbled, "File transfer protocol." I don't know why I know this stuff, but I was just glad I got it right and didn't say anthing idiotic.

Then we got to do some Unix stuff.
mkdir public_html
chmod 755 public_html
cd public_html
Woohoo.

"Unix commands, Sarah!" I said with exaggerated enthusiasm. "Isn't that cool!"

"It's wonderful, Holly!" she answered with equal overexaggeration.

But she does really like telnet for checking her e-mail, which I think is funny. And this morning I showed her the games my computer has, which include xBill. She liked that a lot, and is better than me at it already. Of course, she may only ilke it because of the little icons for all the OSes. "Look, they have a Macintosh!" she said. She read off some others I don't remember, and then was also excited at the appearance of Linux, because she thinks the penguin's cute. Of course he is.

I told her if she likes old-school command line things and Linux games, maybe we'll assimilate her some day after all.

Rain

It rained on Sarah and I as we walked to class this morning. I'd forgotten my umbrella, but that was okay. It wasn't a bad rain. A bit cool for my liking, but still just a gentle, refreshing rain. Now, of course, it makes me think of Matthew, who also really likes rain ... but then, lots of things--almost anything at all--make me think of Matthew these days. I exclaimed over how much I liked the smell of it, and noticed that as I was walking back from class, too. Instead of walking past sprinklers giving life support to the grass on the mall, I was walking through puddles on the sidewalk. The water splashed over my sandals until they were soaked, and my toes were wet and cool and happy. On the phone last night my mom didn't like the nonchalant way I told her that one of my sneakers has a hole in the bottom. "Pretty soon you're going to need something else!" she said. I wasn't worried. "You can't wear sandals forever."

Can't I?