The radiators in my apartment make obnoxious noises. It sounds like someone is constantly shoveling the sidewalk outside. Unfortunately, Boston is the new Antarctica and so its either the shoveling radiators or freezing to death.

3 of the 4 bulbs on my fan in my room burnt out. It turns out I like my room much better with just 1 working bulb, 2 lamps, and 5 candles.

My mom came over to hang out with me but instead she is talking on the phone to my dad about hometown gossip.  I am THAT boring to hang out with.

I am nearly done with my first semester of grad school. I have yet to write a paper longer than 5 pages. Also, I really like applesauce.