And yet, I continue to work here. Why? Because I love this place, warts and all. I love working at a college. I love working at a women's college, even though (SEXISM) women are the hardest people to deal with here. (I said it, Id say it again if I had to.) I love working in one of the departments that works orientation, where I can get out of the office and see the new crop of students, and laugh at their foibles. Not least of all, I love working with my two best friends.

Its a nice place to be, our fair school. Granted, I dont really agree with the way things are heading (I never really rally behind The Man coming down hard and fast), but its a beautiful place, and by far the nicest place I've ever been employed (not to mention the ONLY place I have been employed so long). The people are nice (not in MY department, but you know, generally) and the students wear revealing clothes at times (and I have a high window, if you follow me).

So. Up with Boobies, down with The Man, and Long Live My Love for the Environment I Sit In.

(Five minutes later)

Okay, Im ready for Seattle.