We All Live In A Yellow Submarine....

Today was the moment I'd been waiting for (perhaps dreading is a better word) since the start of the semester--the moment that my thesis was due. By moment I mean a block of approximately 2 hours, but knowing both myself and my classmates, that thing wasn't turned in until at least several minutes before noon, which was the official deadline. As for me? I think I was the only person who didn't have a cover page for the draft (woops) but at least I had a bibliography, which is more than I had on Friday when I finished my last chapter. I think tonight calls for a screening of Star Wars (original trilogy only, please) and a milkshake.

In other news, Theodore Bikel is coming to my Legacies and Memories of the Holocaust class on Wednesday. Okay, I'll admit I'd never heard of him before last week, but I read his autobiography for class and he seems like a pretty cool guy--or at least as cool as you can be for 83. He is a film and stage actor (he tends to do the musical thing) and is also really big into activist movements, like the civil rights movement of the 1960's. Apparently he played Captain Von Trapp on Broadway for The Sound of Music and has been in a number of movies, notably, The African Queen (I think that's on the AFI Top 100 list). He was also in a movie called "The Russians Are Coming! The Russians Are Coming!" which I'd never heard of before, but they screened it in the theatre on campus Saturday night and it was great. Oh, and he has an awesome beard.

So I decided to drink a cup on chamomile tea to relax after turning in my thesis draft and now I'm getting sleepy. I can't win.

The Founder's Day committee, which I join every year for some reason, is having it's first meeting tomorrow night. Founder's Day, in case I haven't explained it yet, is basically the super campus holiday with a theme (one of the past themes was Alice in Wonderland) where the college books amusement park rides, bands, off-campus food vendors (yes!), and free beer (those over 21 only, like me!). To make a long story short, the Founder's Day committee plans everything for Founder's Day and for some reason I join every year, which means that I have to help out with the event that day. Last year I said I wasn't going to join it again, but now I'm getting that feeling that if I don't join, the whole event will be sabotaged, which is absolutely not true. What can I say? I'm paranoid. Anyways, right now we're working on picking a theme and I totally think the theme should be Yellow Submarine. That would be awesome.

Yay Giants!

So.... my brother goes to West Point. (Isn't the picture cute?) It's true, which usually catches everyone off guard. I know my room looks like a war zone and his is spotless, and while I'm up at 3am he's been in bed for 4 hours. But he's pretty cool, and he likes to come to Vassar (the number of women here pretty much makes up for the lack of them at West Point, if you thought he was just coming to visit his favorite sister). So that's pretty much what happened over the weekend.

I also had a study party Saturday night-you know, with music, snacks, drinks (well, tea), and people dressed-to-impress. However, the study party kind of turned into more of a social event so it was abruptly canceled about halfway through and I retreated to my room in order to concentrate. Maybe by the end of the semester I'll be able to throw at least one "study party" that is successful.

That's about it. I'm almost done with my thesis, which is due next Monday. And did I mention I got a free massage and manicure at a bar during the Super Bowl? I swear it was just a ploy to get women to be there during the Super Bowl, but it definitely lured me and four of my friends out for the night.