Oh, I forgot! The other thing I will do all the time is post lists, in order to organize the more useless details of my existence for your viewing pleasure.

Top Ten Reasons 'Tis the Season.


1. Someone in the dorm next to mine has one of those fantastic lamps from "A Christmas Story" that looks like a woman's leg.

2. My synagogue sent me a Chanukah care package today, complete with dreidle, sticky decorations for the window that look like a menorah, snacks, and... post-its. I don't know.

3. The Dean of Studies and the President are making us breakfast at 10:00 at night on Wednesday. Actually, that is probably a lie. I'm sure they will get the cafeteria staff to cook a bunch of french toast, and then put on an apron and smile pretty. But whatever. It's free food.

4. Squirm, our resident erotica club, threw a party last night in the students' center. There was lots of chocolate, techno dancing, and gay porn. Not really sure how to feel about that one.

5. While having a study break in the parlor the other afternoon, that included hot chocolate, acoustic guitar-playing, and knitting quilts a local shelter, I was tied up in thread by the four-year-old son of the family that lives in our dorm. I'm not really sure what this has to do with the holiday season, but I'm sure there is some connection.

6. The professors are taking advantage of the extra adrenaline provided by our holiday spirit to assign us gigantic final papers! Hooray! Ok, maybe not.

7. Threadless.com is having a $10 shirt sale! Scoop them babies up before they're all gone!

8. My mother has been telling me what I want for the holidays. As in "Lauren, how about some new speakers? I think you want some new speaker, don't you?" It's rather alarming.

9. Someone made fun of my cherished family tradition of topping the Christmas tree with a cardboard and tinfoil star of David. Ah, the joys of interfaith living.

10. The Italian Department is throwing a party, where there will hopefully be lots of food, bad Italian pop music, and professors who have consumed too much wine singing songs that no one understands! And I'm late!

Gotta go!

Ciao, ragazzi!