Harvard 1st Year
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Friday, August 31st was both the day I moved to Harvard and the day the last Mr. Rogers show aired. The end of one era, and the beginning of another. On the plane I sat next to the person who runs the Detroit public mental institution. |
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The day before classes started, we were informed during our physics department orientation about the events unfolding that day, Sept 11 -- not the best beginning to a graduate career. |
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My spacious dorm room. Cool eh? |
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Yup. All of the prospective students in my room during the Physics Open House. |
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While my computer is checking e-mail and playing MP3s, I think I'm actually reading my Quantum Field Theory notes! |
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Matt's room, the social center of the floor and the gathering place of our particular form of grass roots intellectualism known as Thursday Night Beers. (That's my will in case I died skiing.) |
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Baking cookies with Kendra. |
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We used all of the approved Consumer Reports, scientifically determined best methods for cookie baking. |
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Kendra not using a Mac. |
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Michelle and Mike in our new offices. |
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Sorry guys, but Iva's MARRIED! |
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Field Theory lectures from the famous Sidney Coleman. See how intense Greg looks? |
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Dudley House Cafeteria. |
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Dudley food doesn't always cut it. Here we loaded up my poor bike for the journey home from everyone's favorite supermarket. |
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This is what it looks like after I spend a semester at Harvard and visit my high school with my sister. |
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