tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640161672337075402.post4156007177708342097..comments2023-07-11T01:30:07.061-07:00Comments on Traveling in Dusty Lands: the new normalUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640161672337075402.post-59756045190968806032010-11-09T11:40:39.530-08:002010-11-09T11:40:39.530-08:00I enjoyed this post; it's very well written an...I enjoyed this post; it's very well written and supported. I remember when I was little that I lost an earring while climbing trees, and my friend made me take the other earring out because she couldn't "remember which side makes you gay." That wouldn't happen now, thankfully.<br /><br />On another note, of the 4 dorms I lived in at Hillsdale, 3 of them had dorm mothers. I lived next door to the dorm mother my freshman year. I didn't mind it too much, but then again I'm not too rebelliousAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com