I am all moved in to my new apartment, which I love love love. I like the way my key sounds when I unlock the front door. I think that's all that's important, really.
I just spent two hours researching Munchausen syndrome, Munchausen by proxy, and Munchausen by Internet. I have an essay due tomorrow that has absolutely nothing to do with Munchausen syndrome.
I am seeing THE SHINS on campus this Saturday. I'm looking forward to it.
Today, everybody had something to say about my tights. Tim, my professor, this girl in my study group, the bus driver, old ladies, Sarah, guys, everybody. And then--fittingly--I accidentally ripped them.