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Last night, having snowboarded yesterday and after two movies and four cups of coffee, it was decided that sleeping was just not going to happen for a few more hours. So, four of us who deemed it necessary to expel a certain amount of energy decided upon a hike up Sehome Hill, about a 3/4 mile each way. Departing the dorm at about 1:30 AM, we arrived back at about 3:30, at which point I promptly fell asleep. My comrades, I'm told, stayed up until 7:45. AM. That's past late. That's early.

So I woke up at about ten, noticed it was sunny, and immediately began formulating a plan to get outside for a few hours of outdoor recreation, despite the copious amounts of reading that I've been assigned, and still have yet to complete. Upon our leaving church, I decided a hike would be a good idea, and called a friend to make it happen. It turned out that four of us ended up hiking to Fragrance Lake (which in reality is anything but,) as well as catching an amazing view of the San Juans with the dark, craggy outline of Olympic Mountains visible in the distance. In addition, three of us have an interest in geology and knew enough to tell sort of what was going on, which made the whole thing more interesting. All in all, it was a joy to break in the hiking boots I acquired over a year ago, treking through inches of muddy-muck and jumping off of a sweet moss-covered log almost ten feet up. Hikers, I had an awesome time.

Now I'm exhausted and have the bulk of my reading done, but I must now attend to the rest.