Music:a band called polysics, which is confusing my western senses
married to a frenchman
On the verge of murdering my roommate. He's sitting behind me talking on the phone to his girlfriend back home in conneticut. Everything he says is so sweet and loving, but it's sweetness to the point of idiocy. They actually do the "I love you more/ No, I love you more" routine, except it's not a routine. They're totally serious, and for this they will be murdered and their bodies disposed of accordingly. They talk to each other like children, using cuddly and fuzzy voices that make me want to stab them in the head. And they never talk about anything substantial, or at least nothing I consider substantial. It's always about how much they love each other, and that neither of them could even imagine being attracted to anyone else. And don't think this is jealousy on my part. Granted, I want a relationship, but not like this. Not like this. Let me just make clear that I consider myself lucky to have him as a roommate. He's really a good person and his death will totally be a tragedy. But he also does way too much "jewish" humor, i.e., humor somehow relating to the jewish people. And while there's nothing inherently wrong with that type of humor, (although josh would certainly disagree) enough is enough, especially when he knows I don't even understand his various references to ancient rabbis and classical wenches.
I attended a dance last night entitled "the less you wear, the less you pay." I wore the outfit shown above, and was only required to pay a single dollar, whereas the remaining members of my group each had to pay three. It was a small victory, but a victory nonetheless. A senior that I spoke with at lunch a few weeks ago actually told me that every year she goes to the dance naked, except for a bit of latex covering a single breast. That means her vagina would be exposed, and I would be able to see it. But I saw it not, nor did I see her at all, nor did I even see anything worth mentioning here, perhaps in part because the lights were turned down so low. Disappointing to say the least.
Now I have like 6 hours of physics homework to do. This is an improvement over the previous weeks' 10 hour assignments, as my professor finally looked at the questions he was assigning, and realized they were too difficult to give so many of them. Another small victory for me, another small victory for democracy.