When I joined this brotherhood last summer and made it a brotherhood and one sister (as Jeff C. so nicely made clear), I made a vow that I would remain loyal and committed to the few, the proud, the Convoginators. I must now admit that I have broken my promise. I have a secret. No, my first year at college has not made me a tree-hugging, dolphin-riding, turtle-fornicating, hemp-loving liberal (although I do recycle now). And yes, I have even kept my secret from the Cap'n. I discovered this a few months ago in the enlightening season that is Spring. I've been trying to keep it to myself, but in light of Raincheck's last post I realized that some of you might be suspecting me...
I am not a Muggle. This all came about when a notice was posted in the elevator in my dorm which read, "No Muggles Allowed." I really didn't think much of it until one day when I saw two of my fellow honors college students attempting to get on the elevator. For some reason the door wouldn't open, and I thought for sure that it must be broken. Not a second after they rounded the corner a dark-haired boy with a scar on his forehead entered the elevator with no problem. I watched over the course of a few days and noticed that many people could not get into the elevator while a few could. Not only were Muggles not allowed to enter the elevator, the were also not capable of entering. It was then that I myself entered the elevator and discovered that I am not in fact a Muggle. I suppose farsheshe is not as well. I wonder if perhaps I should be studying at Hogwarts instead of UCA. That would be an excellent reason to move to the UK.
In Muggle news today: Why do only people we know make use of the tagboard? Either our visitors are choosing not to leave comments, or no one besides blokes we know visits our blog. I'm really hoping it's the first one. If this is the case I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say we'd really like some feedback. Granted we may not respond, but that is our decision. We ask that you tell us what you think of what we have to say. And please tell us that you want to keep the green... AND THE COW!!!
When are we going to have a "meeting" at Amigo Juan? I need to convoginate... and eat queso...
Slainte!
seashell
