Like any good disciple of Walden, I went into the woods and within the space of a few weeks had already declared ALL OUT WAR with my environment.
Fucking poison ivy.
SO! I'm back in the Johns Hopkins library (read: social hub), hoping that by the time I return to the woods the poison will have worked, leaving all the wildlife within the near vicinity of my tent DEAD.
But I am still loving my job and enjoying life. Or at least, I'm enjoying the act of extinguishing other life.