A Brief Post from the Man Himself

Jacob made it home this weekend and we prevailed upon him to provide the following post, succinct though it may be...

Hello all,

I am writing this from the small town of Temecula and as far as I can tell, it’s about the same as when I left. It’s weird how strange civilization looks after you’ve been in the forest for a couple months though. What’s up with all these red, yellow, and green lights above the intersections? I can’t say I particularly miss driving. It’s a lot more fun to eat food and walk then it is to go to Shell and watch those irritating advertisements as you fork over your money. I truly realized how small Humboldt is when it took me longer to drive to a friend’s house than walk across Arcata. Speaking of which, HSU (and I guess college in general) is amazing. If it wasn’t for all these damn classes it might even be fun. I kid… mostly (if anyone’s thinking about pursuing a degree in botany, good luck). I found myself becoming much fonder of eating the subject matter than looking at its gametangia. The salad bar is a daily now. Apparently everything’s picked the same morning they serve it, which is supposedly good. That’s about the only consistent good food except for drinks (my favorites are Nantucket Nectars, Calypso Lemonades, Guayaki tea, and a reverse energy drink called Purple Stuff whose slogan is “lean with it”). Everything is good, but I can’t say I’m too stoked on the dorms. They were designed by a prison architect and it’s apparent by the design and I feel like there’s equal yelling to a penitentiary. The guards are a lot nicer though and I haven’t gotten tazed yet. Overall, I’m very pleased with my choice in college and I don’t think my spirits will be dampened by the impending rainfall.

Much more to tell, but I wanted to get his posted this evening. Bye.