Over the weekend one of my friends at work, Jen, invited me to her Super Bowl party. While a football game and a roomful of strangers would typically be my ideal formula for agony, I ended up having a great time and stayed until well past midnight. I knew something was clicking when halfway through the game we all got bored and ended up having long, cutthroat Duck Hunt and Dr. Mario tournaments on Jen's NES. They're all great students and yet still appreciate jokes about tentacle porn: these people are my people. I'm looking forward to hanging out with them again at Jen's next Bad Movie Night, apparently a tradition of considerable infamy.

Yesterday Matt and I went to a midday lecture by Dr. Joan Roughgarden for her new book Evolution's Rainbow. It was all about gender, mating and sexuality in animals and people, to uncreatively quote the book's tagline. Need to buy it when it's released.

The stopper in my toilet's been leaking for over a week and I still have yet to fix it. I'm an awful landlord.