I can't think of a title, and a title isn't that important.

I went to a bonfire on the "physics ranch" which is really some land with trees by a swamp with a shed and a fire pit. It wasn't a graduate student event, just some people who decided to go and invited some people along. I'm glad I was invited, and I'm starting to feel like I'm more of a part of the group now. I've made a conscious effort to hang out with the physics people I know and try to develop some friendships. My first year here I was overly reclusive, and the only fruit of that was feeling lonely and unhappy. Sometimes it feels like I really am making friends, other times I feel like I won't connect with other people like I did in Oxford. Of course, I can make great friendships without the people being replicas of Brian Whims, Dan Wu, or any of a dozen other people I could name. I want to be wary of not being satisfied until my life is exactly like it was, but I don't want to get bogged down trying to force relationships with people I really won't connect with when I could spend time looking elsewhere instead. Still, even if I haven't connected as closely I'm feeling happier now that I come out of my dorm room more often.

Still, it was fun. We burned stuff in a fire and ate dinner. Some of the things I said were greeted with laughter, some with awkward silence. An example of the latter would've been when I said it would be really bad to get a charlie horse in one's anal sphincter while taking a dump. Back in Oxford, someone would've laughed at that. Although I still like my friends who wouldn't have.

Oh, post with your name if you've read this post. I'm trying to get a good idea of who reads my blog.