So, today was basically the best day ever.

Well, I had scary final to do and that kind of sucked, but then the thing itself went pretty well, even if it was sooo muuuch writing (three long hours of analysis in the form of short responses on Europe as an imagined space as presented in EVERY BOOK/ARTICLE WE EVER READ IN THAT COMPLIT CLASS, WHAT THE HELLLL). Afterward he gave me back the goddamn paper that I didn't proofread and wrote at the very last minute and practically had a nervous breakdown over and I got a B+ on it, which is more than I could have hoped, and then ( cut for gratuitous bragging )

WHY IS THIS GUY SO NICEEE?

Then we had a long socio/psychoanalytical discussion about why my Dad refuses to go back to France, which was awkward, but kind of cool because who doesn't like to psychoanalyze their parents. :?

So my brain was kind of fried, and I didn't know what to do with myself, so I started trying to pack and found a plate I'd borrowed from a friend who lives on loweryourwand's floor. I went to return it, but she'd taken down her name label from her door so I headed over to loweryourwand's room to ask the number. Luckily, when I opened to door I was not only greeted by loweryourwand herself, but also 1) the person I was looking for, and 2) the most delicious smelling brownies I have ever sniffed in my life. AND THEN I GOT TO EAT ONE. GOD. THEY HAD CHOCOLATE CHIPS, AND CRUSHED GRAHAM CRACKERS, AND GIANT, MELTY MARSHMALLOWS. ALSO, THEY WERE UNDERCOOKED AND STILL WARM FROM THE OVEN. GOD. I AM SO GLAD I AM ROOMING WITH THIS GIRL NEXT YEAR. SHE WILL BAKE AND I WILL HEAP PRAISES UPON HER AND IT WILL ALWAYS BE HAPPY FUNTIMES LAND OF BAKED GOODS. Also, we can never fight because I will never want to ever be cut off from such delicious things of great deliciousness. LEGENDARY BROWNIES, GUYS. OMNOMNOM.

Then roommate and rommate's friend from home staying with roommate wanted to go eat, so we all went to Le Monde. I got to have the cheese and fruit platter which is also a thing of legend. And slightly less legendary coq au vin, but nonetheless, yummy french food.

AND THEN, WHILE WE WERE EATING YUMMY FRENCH FOOD, SHOEBOX UPDATED.

Life is so good right now.

Tomorrow I am going to try to go on an adventure. The adventure will involve going to the new Kinokuniya store. I haven't decided what else yet, but it will be adventuresome. Hopefully.

Hopefully, the universe will not decide to make up for all the yay today by balancing my world with a mugging. You never know

1. FWS positions at the Met. When do I do homework now?
2. Asian grocery stores. MANGO MOUSSE POCKYYYYYYYY.
3. Asian grocery stores. RAMUUUUUNNEEEEEE.
4. Magnolia Bakery. Two, no, six, no twelve, BAKER'S DOZEN!
5. "Discounted" theater tickets and a floor full of Broadway buffs. I DON'T DO SADNESS~~!

The biggest transition so far, or should I say the most surprising, is that while my suburban heap of a body is suddenly the most active it's been in it's life, I am compensating for all that healthy influence by suddenly discovering the attraction of food. My once subdued appetite has somehow been uncovered by ethnic cuisine and unlimited meal plans. It seems that nothing can alter my inexorable course, what I like to call slouching toward Obesity.

Also, apparently the concept of "broke college student" hasn't sunk in yet. YES, YOU ARE IN NYC. NO, YOU CAN'T BUY THOSE AWESOME VANS AT KIDROBOT.