I think I must have been really over-tired and kind of loopy last night, because when my roommate handed me a packet of cold meds I apparently proceeded to look up every single active ingredient, proclaim, "THEY ALL DO MAGICAL THINGS," go downstairs to take my pills, and sing about how "Advil is my one true love, it always makes me feel better."

I also dimly recall proclaiming, earlier in the night, "OH LADY GAGA, YOU ALWAYS KNOW EXACTLY HOW I FEEL," which I can only hope made more sense in context.

I also didn't notice that we had a huge new television in our common room until after I'd been watching spanish talk shows on it with my roommate, who was explaining to me who the hell all these people were, for ten minutes.

"WAIT WHERE DID THIS TELEVISION COME FROM?!"

At least the cold seems less terrible today.

On the downside, they're testing the fire alarm so it's been turning off and on since roughly 7 AM. :|