I didn't do much today. A lot of contemplating the benefits of studying for Monday's Russian test, or maybe writing that résumé for French. Camus is an amazing writer/satirist, but I honestly don't know how I can possibly summarize La Contagion in under a page. It just isn't possible.
This evening I hung out with Danielle & Jessika, aka The Future Roommates. We had dinner (freaking amazing--I'm gonna be living with a real cook next year, bitches!), watched a couple of movies (Howl's Moving Castle and Stranger Than Fiction), and insulted each other beyond belief. Joyous Times Ensued. Next year is going to kick so much ass.
Next week: four day-week (Tuesday is a university-wide research conference), followed by a three day weekend. Mmm, sleep. And paper-writing. And... nobody to hang out with. Losers! Wimps! Harlots and harridans, the lot of you!