It's right about ten weeks before I leave the country. In the meantime, I'm doing (relatively speaking) very little and receiving a lot of crap for it. (The roommates have taken it a bit overboard, methinks. I'm trying to stay out of common spaces as much as possible, so as not to be accosted.) My independent study doesn't start in earnest until next week. I have some Japanese I really should be studying, but who wants to do that? I have a couple of jobs, but again, those don't really get into full swing until Monday-ish.
The most productive I've been is to go to the gym daily with the roommate, Stina. We go, sweat, limp back, and then spend the next day pointing at our feeble muscles and whining.
"See? It hurts when I do this."
"Oh yeah? Well, I hurt when I do this."
"Yeah, me too."
"My back hurts."
"We're pretty darn buff, though."
"Boy howdy." Long pause. "Wanna make a Meijer run to get some brownie mix!?"
"What, right now? Looking like this?"
"We can change first. I want brownies, dammit."
True story.
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