Everyone high-tailed it out of here Friday night, and by Saturday afternoon, it was just me and one other girl, who I think is here because of softball. Last night, after returning from taking Bridget to the airport, I went to hang out with “Nikolai”, who I promised I would hang around over break. He just needs someone to prattle to while his two favorite girls are gone. And I can nod and say “uh-huh” every now and then for the opportunity to play some good ol’ mindless video games. So I whooped ass (yeah, right) at Soul Caliber while he talked about… well, hell if I remember. Somehow, however,…

I had an interesting revelation last night. This week, we did the newspaper on Wednesday night so it would be published in time for April Fool’s Day. It’s basically a four-page newspaper full of goofy pseudonyms, inside jokes, bad newspaper style errors, and (hopefully) ridiculously funny articles and classifieds/personals. I may steal the PDFs of the pages and post them, since he says he’s going to do it. The only downside to the night was that I did layout for all four pages in a single evening. Kinda tiring. There were too many good things to recount, alas, but one of the nice things was that I woke up this…

Quick update, since I’m busy studying. I’ve changed servers (again, I know). This means, however, that RSS feeds have changes, links have changed, etc. The new location of ANH is https://irrsinn.net/ethoughts/. The new RSS feed is https://irrsinn.net/ethoughts/rss.xml. Why the change? I changed my hosting plan to a higher one, which meant another move to another server. Why Brinkster can’t streamline this, I don’t know. But I’m happier nonetheless. And my site is sexier with a new facelift, methinks.

I’m having an interesting… dilemma with Dr. B, the guy I’m supposed to be doing psych research for. He has what he claims is a professional dispute with Dr. McKnuckleberry, and a couple of times in my discussion of The B*ll C*rve with Dr. B he has made barely-veiled ad hominem attacks against Dr. McK. That, and he seems to assume all students that have an opinion on The B*ll C*rve are simply regurgitating what they’ve been told by the professor that introduced them to it. Why even bother to have student researchers if you think they can’t think? So I called him on it. I want no damn part…

There’s enough social drama going on on my floor to make me want to get a single room all by myself next year. The girls in my roommate’s sorority are finally realizing that the sorority is not all its cracked up to be. And so they sit in groups of friends, or with groups of the older sorority girls, and talk about the passivity of the sorority. For long periods of time. Covering the same problems over and over again. I am becoming increasing convinced that next year will be strained with three roommates. I have reached an equilibrium with Bridget, but that’s probably in part because the woman hates…