Today was a holiday! Meaning no classes. A little bumming, but excellent for homework. I read almost an entire book today, did my physics for the next week and a half, and even caught up my calculus to being ahead of schedule again. And I even managed to get my loan sorted out. Kind of. But it's on track to being solved, so hopefully it's done in time.

Anyways, I made friends with Payton's suitemate, Sky. She is an amazing artist and I wish I had her skills. Her inks and proportions are just spot on. We were joking about writing a comic together, but it might just become a reality. At least, it would be cool. Because let's be honest here, I am one bad-ass author (okay, not really, but I can pretend). Not to mention we maybe geeked out every ten minutes when we remembered something and asked the other. She likes Dead Like Me, I like Repo! The Genetic Opera, we both just melted when we started debating comics. As a bonus, she's also a Whovian (someone obsessed with Doctor Who). And she wants to watch Supernatural. I smell a marathon coming on. Thank you Netflix.

For dinner, we were going to head to this Persian place called Haji-Baba, and make Ramesh order everything for us. It was a fair walk down the street, but we managed it. Kind of hot, I wore the wrong kind of shoes, but still an enjoyable trip walking with everyone.

Haji-Baba was closed.

Well, then. After hiking all the way back to the corner across from the dorms (seriously, why did I wear these shoes?) we stopped at Taco Bell, debated about Thai food, and somehow wound up in a pizza place. Very good pizza, I barely managed to eat most of a slice and a wing. Everyone else in a physics defying way tucked away at least two slices, a wing or two, and some of them even ate more than that. Where is all that matter going? The two tiniest people in the group put away the most food. Just by consuming that much mass, your own mass has to change. Or laws just don't matter any more. This confused me all the way back to the dorms.

Which also involved a trip to Taco Bell for even more food, despite the pizza we still had in boxes to bring back to our rooms. Ugh, so much food. It was a little ridiculous. But probably not as ridiculous as Brandon (guy on my floor) wheeling around the hallways on a unicycle he just happened to bring along. I'm worried about bringing enough soap and packing my toothbrush during move-in, and he obviously was worried abut his death defying toy. Skye tried it, and I told her to get off. I was not going to explain to her parents why their daughter was dead or in a coma.

I finished the last little dregs of homework while Ramesh continued to eat (seriously, though, WHERE is it all going?). Then I figured I would try to make my blog a little more regular. Tomorrow is my engineering lab, super excited. I think we're actually going to be doing something besides learned lab safety, so that'll be an interesting three hours.