Another illustrious Friday night...

And I am dead tired. Though not really, I'm mainly just telling myself that so I don't feel bad about not going out. The rest of the floor has departed, part to a Sigma Nu toga party and part to Steak Night. I, being neither an idiot nor a meat eater, have remained in my humble yet sparkly abode. In other news, I dropped a stitch. Had a delectable cheese calzone and a salad for dinner. Cooed over my pitiable stack of galleons in my Gringotts vault i.e. wellsfargo.com while reading Harry/Draco. Tomorrow is the weekend so everyone expect long calls. You know. The two of you whom I know in real life and actually call. (Someone should make my an icon or give me an idea or something)