My room is a disaster area, and I'm going to take advantage of my FREE TIME (yay) to clean it shortly, but here is a brief post.

KO (the guild game set on a Russian, Cold War-Era nuclear sub) was fantastic. I lived until the end, then caused a bloodbath on the main bridge in the last 5 minutes of game. Oops. Still, utterly fantastic, particularly because the person I shot was Meldicore (one of the other girls on 5E). The picture to the left is me as Vladimir, Russian torpedo officer.


And now I clean.

Again, very very busy time. The Harvard tournament last weekend was relatively uneventful, although I got to debate with a fantastic novice, Adam, who I intend on debate-stalking throughout the year. He talks good. If I hadn't screwed up royally in the last round, we would have made it into novice finals. But if he forgives me, we shall hopefully debate again. And Jeremy joined the Harvard team! Happiness. Jeremy is a good child.

Last night, much sitting around and chatting occurred on hall. Two guys were talking about a girl that one of them had dated a while back. The first comments, of course, were reminiscing about her physical attractiveness. But they didn't stop there; they started talking about her good taste in movies and music, and the things they did together. It's good to have empirical proof that guys actually remember the personality of the girls they date, even in non-serious, physically-centered relationships.

We still don't have a kitchen, but we've been fully moved out of it so that work can happen. Hopefully, within the next few weeks, we shall be operational once more... *crosses fingers*

In other news, I get to be a Russian torpedo officer aboard a nuclear submarine this weekend for a guild game that, by reputation at least, is utterly fantastic. I look forward to being the most bitter, misogynistic individual aboard...

And now I must turn in a pset for 18.01A. Joy.

Another week, another frenzy of activity...

We got our first 18.01A tests back this week (calculus, for those who don't speak entirely in numbers) and I did quite well, so I'm pleased about that. The week other than that was rather uneventful... my birthday was fairly quiet, because I had two problem sets due the next day, but I did get to watch Die Hard 2 until the wee hours of the morning. Also, I have now officially purchased cigarettes on the behalf of hall members using my new and improved ID powers! All entirely legal, of course--they're over the age of 18, just too lazy to walk to the store. But it did give me a feeling of power. Yay for being a legal adult!

The tournament this weekend was for novices only, and it didn't go fantastically well. I went with Sydney, an individual also living on 5th East, who has never debated before but will be quite good with a little bit of experience. We went 2-2, although we should have won another one of the rounds. The top 8 teams broke to quarterfinals; the 9th, 10th, and 11th place teams were other MIT novices. All in all, we were well-represented, but not a dramatic victory for the home team.

The guild game was also fun. I dyed my hair pink and dressed in a punk outfit for my part, which was enjoyable--I invested in a spiky leather bracelet and everything. But I died about an hour into game, because I made the mistake of thinking that a person who wanted to kill me wouldn't be stupid enough to spend several minutes searching for a weapon in my presence. I was wrong. Lesson of the day: No threat is too obvious to be real. All in all, though, the game was still fun; I got to "ghost" the rest of it, which means hanging out in a white headband which signifies that you're invisible and not there. Watching a game isn't quite as fun as playing, but still enjoyable.

Now, though, I have to write the 7-page essay for my Shakespeare class that I haven't had time to start yet.