The US has a new president, which is good (good riddance, Bush), but I really hope Obama doesn't totally fuck things up. I don't think he will, but who knows what'll happen in the next four years? (Also, if everyone could stop treating Obama like he's the second coming, that'd be great. It's getting a little old. And creepy.)
Classes are okay. Interesting. Lots of reading. Somehow I'm still staying on top of everything - and I'm ahead of the game with my translation. Dr. J OKed my goal to finish the translation by midterms, so that means I'll have the second half of the semester free to piss around and write papers for my other classes and shit.
OH GOD I NEED TO APPLY TO SHIT FOR AFTER I GRADUATE. I'm getting to the point where I'm running out of options. Why do I always do this to myself? What I really need is a ridiculously rich Russian SO. Then again, I think I'd be a pretty shitty piece of arm candy or trophy husband, so maybe not.