Reactor Core Stabilized

OK, I've survived. This past Thursday was pretty much an all-nighter, but I got the essay done, handed it in Friday morning, then slept all afternoon. After that it was PAPM formal, which was (as promised!) a quality event. The DJ was lame and the food was nothing to write home about, but most of the cronies were there and the bartender was one of those smiley, dancing black bartenders that they are only supposed to have in swanky hotels in the American South. I danced like a fool (in heels, yet!) and marvelled that I know such good-looking people.

Saturday I studied and then watched Cabaret in the evening. Such fun. Sunday was more studying, this time at Blanca's place. I love her apartment. It's a bitsy little basement bachelor place, but it has hardwood floor and it's very well decorated and laid out. I wouldn't want to live on my own, though. The aesthetics of the lifestyle are very pleasing, but not the "being alone all the time" part.

Today I study-wandered around campus most of the afternoon with Jesse, then in the evening I wrote a research methods exam. All is peachy keen. The exam went pretty well. Upon our triumphant return from the exam, K-dawg and I rented The Crying Game, about which I have mixed feelings. It was a pretty good movie, but I thought maybe they weren't... sad enough about the soldier. Seriously. I'm not going to spoil it for you, but it just didn't have the kind of emotional impact that it ought to have, considering the context in which it happened.

Tomorrow there will be paperwork in the daytime (aiee, taxes! I think they are late already but I have had zero time and it's not like I am going to owe the government money) and then shenanigoats in the evening. I look forward to this.