I just completed my final class of my undergraduate career. Rather anti-climactic. As someone pointed out to me shortly afterward, isn't it better to end off with a boring class than a great one? Because then I am glad to be done with it? Good logic, haha.

Anyway, so now I just have 5 papers. 3 for one class (a take-home final), and 2 for 2 others. I had my arabic final yesterday, and I think I did *okay* on it...a lot of it was translation from english to arabic...so, if I didn't know a word in arabic I just crossed out the english word and wrote in a new one. ie, "we were reading the newspaper" became "we were reading the book." Haha.

I am about to go to the Library of Congress to read old Star&Tribunes for my baseball paper. I have never used that library to research before. Oh goody.

Last night was the Corp Holiday party. As Alex said to me, I have never observed such a debaucherous and corpcestous corp party in my 6 years of college. (haha) It was horrid. But, highly amusing all the same. I got some "nice" gifts from my secret santas (I gave one of mine a pair of earrings and the other, bondage dice) -- I got a fun double-sided martini glass as a house-warming gift from one; it says "nice" on it, and flip it over and you can drink out of the "naughty" side. From the other, once I got to the Holiday Party I received a crotchless thong to wear as a necklace the rest of the night. (Didn't realize how bad that looked...being among corpies...until I arrived back on campus and walked across campus with that on. Ohhh, non-corpies will never understand.) To our embarrassment, one of our MUG new hires puked all over another new hire, and the floor. Gross.
Alex and I also missed our transvestite dance-off that we (I) had been challenged to earlier in the week; our competition forgot once he had gone and smoked up, so he wandered off with some boy.

OK, I've really got to get going. Adios.