Day 2 in Hell

Status: Tired
Good News: Still here, still breathing....and it's Friday!
Bad News: George Bush is our president.

Today Paramecium pond was brown. Icky, icky brown. And it's cold and windy.
Tonight I'm going to the South East Asian Cultural Show, which is supposed to be one of the best shows on campus (besides the Vagina Monologues). After that I'm going to attempt to go the the Message Party in the Alumnae Hall Ballroom.
What is a Message Party, you ask? Good question. Apparently they give you a number when you go in and there's a message board, and if you see someone you like you can leave them a message like "Hey number 11, I'd like to meet you, from number 56." Tres odd, but since I haven't been to any parties (besides Tower Court, which doesn't really count) I decided to go to this one because it sounds less scary than an MIT frat party. At least I'm pretty sure no one will be blowing anything up here.
I want hot chocolate, and I think our window is open. Hm.