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I am a terrible person: Today in the lobby of McLennan I noticed a large box emblazoned with the words "Book Drive: Books for Africa," and I was filled with the desire to put in fifty copies of Heart of Darkness.

I love having a sound card again - I can finally allow dear Arndt Peltner to lead me around by the ear. I'm sure I've already gushed on this point, but it is my sincere opinion that, when it comes to music, one cannot say enough.

Seeing as how it is nearly the end of term, it makes sense that I am only now starting to make friends with my classmates. I am quite fond of my new collection of Physics geeks, who are all sweet, charming and brilliant. I also started talking to a girl in my German class. As it turned out, she had emigrated from Hungary to marry an Indian she had met at an airport in America. They transported this multinational love-affair to Toronto, where her husband now works as a string theorist on the eleventh floor of the McLennan building. You can imagine my delight at this situation: Not only was there now someone with whom I could complain about what an awful person Amanda Peet (String theorist and my former prof) is, but there was also a chance that I could have someone to help me out with Thermal! Indeed, she talked to him, and he agreed. Yay!

Only two days of school left, and then I can sleep all I want.