Chapter 25
Thursday, May 11, 2006
  It's raining to the South, in Raleigh
The title of this statement about sums it up for today. As I'm writing this I sit in a chair looking out of my 5th floor hotel room to the beauty of not-too-distant a North Carolina treeline, topped off by a lovely gray sky.

For some reason, and I blame Hollywood (although I did see MI-3 this past weekend), I am surprised at the representation at this conference from the Church of Scientology. There are quite a few Scientology ministers and disaster relief team members here. Also there are Menonites, Baptists, Presbytarians, Moslems, Lutherans, 7th Day Adventists, Moravians, Methodists...

I could very well live in North Carolina. My grandparents lived here for a while and I was fortunate to visit them twice, where they lived was close to the Great Smokey Mountains. It was one of the most beautiful parts of America I have been fortunate enough to see. Although granted that list is pretty long. But even here, in the suburbs around Raleigh where I am staying, if you ignore the typical buildings that stick out among the trees, it is a very green place. I like that a lot. And the state supposidly has some very beautiful beaches out East. One day I'll have to check that out.

I'm getting sick. I don't know if it's the travel or the change in environments or the being indoors for the past few days, but my throat is scratching and phlem is appearing. So I'm afraid I'll be Day-Quilling it up tonight, writing a few e-mails and staying in the room. My alternative is a dinner and dance downstairs, but the consensus among what aquaintances I have here is that attendance is going to be sparse. And I don't dance. So no worries in my mind. I need to digest what I've been soaking in anyways. There's actually a lot I need to do, but we all know I'm just gonna lay down and watch 'My Name is Earl' and 'The Office.' After all I have a long day of sitting in the Raleigh-Durham Airport tomorrow.

On a final question, just curious: is it breaking the 10th Commandment if you don't notice her ring until the conversation is already over? Just wondering, as if that was the only commandment I'm worried about breaking. Yeah right.

It's raining on my window now.

(updated, one hour later. sunshine on a building.)
 
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