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Sweet Jesus, the music I've been listening to lately has been SO pretentious. (I know, this is a change how, exactly? Whatever.) Anyway, I don't especially have anything I want to say right now, but I don't have any homework to do and I'm eavesdropping on the suitemate-I'd-like-to-fuck talking about his blog and how much he likes it, so I got inspired (read:bored enough) to just write.

I reread that last post of mine, and it's so petty I cringed. Of course, I always cringe rereading my old posts, or anything old that I've written, but... whatevs. Getting it out was good, and I feel a lot less stupid right about now. (The fact that my momentary suspicion that SILF and the hipster boy I'd also LF [HILF, if you will] are secretly dating appears to be at least mostly false helps with this.)

This weekend was actually really, really nice. I love my roommate to death, and I never don't want to spend time with him, but times when he is away I realize just how motherfucking nice it is to be alone sometimes. Essentially, this weekend involved a whole lot of lounging about my room, watching movies and just relaxing during the day, and then getting quite inebriated and dancing a lot at night. I was about to crow over how it was a lot of fun and I didn't even try to sleep with anyone, but then I realized that I kind of did a little bit on Thursday. The previously referred-to ex-boyfriend of HILF came out with us, was somewhat overly friendly to me, invited me up TO HIS ROOM to "see how easy it is to kick in his door" and then yet again pulled the "Okay, going to bed now!" card. Curses, foiled again.

Be that as it may, it was a very fun weekend. Sunday night was especially interesting (in an oddly productive, atypical way for me, actually). I forget if I mentioned this earlier (I probably didn't, since all I write about is drunk sex), but somehow I got myself appointed editor-in-chief of our study abroad program's webzine (the only American student-run webzine in Europe, or so they claim). Which is good, but became very, very interesting when our combined server/host got electrocuted or something and destroyed all our past issues, along with our templates and... essentially the entire interwebs. Not fun. So, Sunday between the hours of 6 pm and 3 am, we rebuilt our entire website and published a new issue, on... Wordpress. It's not amazing, and it's nothing like the old website, but the fact that we did that all in one night makes it very hard for me to be anything but totally un-cynically happy and proud of us. So... yeah. Hahah, sincerity and actual accomplishments other than one-night conquests from me, isn't this crazy?

Otherwise, life here in Evropa is good. It's kind of strange, actually. I do almost all my work, and do it fairly well, I'm pretty much owning discussion in two if not three of my four classes, and yet I still manage to go out nearly double as much as I do at home. What's up with that? Oh well, I'm not complaining. Especially not with my fierce new toggle-coaty sweater from Topman, the new owner of my sooooul. Ugh, isn't it terrible how you start out saying things ironically and they almost inevitably become sincere? Namely: fierce, fetch, not gonna lie, I know, right?, and Can we discuss...? Very unfortch. Actually, add that one to the list. OY.

Alright, that's all I've got, yo. Tee tee why eventually!