My flatmate finally showed up. (I'll use the English locution because it's faster to type.) His nickname is Raghu, and he's in the first year of his Master's in Mechanical Engineering. He's a nonsmoker and a teetotaler, which gets our relationship off to a good start. I also met his parents; his mother is a homemaker, he's got a 16-year old brother, and his father is an internist at a Rochester hospital.

Raghu claims to not be much of a cook, so he brought very little cooking gear. That's fine by me, more space in the cabinets for me! His parents offered to help me unpack my cooking gear, but I demurred, as I've got a lot of duplicate stuff. I outfitted my kitchen here at UB in 1998, then I outfitted a second kitchen in Georgia in 2003. I don't need six saucepots, so I put the best three in the kitchen here, and I think I'll see if there's a donation center that'll take the others.

Similarly, I've got two different patterns of drinking glasses, so I put one set on the shelves. I think I'll keep the other set, though. They're still good, so I'll probably put them in storage back in Dad's basement. Thanks, Dad!

Anyway, classes start tomorrow. So I'm not going to go back to Big Flats today to get my table and chairs. We'll have to live without a kitchen table for a week. I ate breakfast at my desk this morning, I can live with that.

Even with a kitchen table, we won't have a table for our common room. So perhaps I could get a cheap plastic table, eat off it for the moment, and if we get a TV we can stick it on the table. Or if I start inviting friends over for gaming, we'll have two tables to work with.

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