How To Tell You Are A University Student

You bring your international relations textbook to a bar. You know, just in case the bands come on late. It is possible I'll repeat that feat tonight: I hadn't planned on going out but it's Mal's birthday and Jordan's birthday on Monday, so festivities are in order for our favourite crim major and history buff/barbershop quartet enthusiast! They are separate festivities but I'll figure something out.

The bands did come on late last night, as it happened, and I was there before anyone else, so I was quite happy to have some reading material. It was good to see Notl and Joni, and the Saints sounded really good, as usual. They are delightfully danceable, and I give the evening positive reviews. After a mad sprint down Dalhousie and around the corner to the Rideau Centre I made the last bus home, and tucked myself into bed at a decent time.

This week has been very exciting because I finally have a thesis adviser! Hooray. I think it's going to go well.

It's also been a good week because I managed to find something for Boopsie: the last two episodes of Supernatural. Our usual pirate bay has let us down, and it was necessary to go elsewhere. So she's happy, partly because now she can read all the fanfiction with spoilers in it from those episodes. Fandom in the 21st century is a strange thing.

And so, to acquire my laundry from the machine. Oh, and maybe read some more international relations. Delicious liberal institutionalism!