Last night turned into a roommate movie night. Irene, Ryan and I all sat around and watched far too movies for our own good. Dukes of Hazzard at Seth's, 3 others at our place. We all got quietly drunk while watching the Safety of Objects at 2 am.
The house hamster is failing to provide entertainment (of the usual sort). Rather than run in his wheel and wiggle his nose and do cute hamster-y things, he sleeps. He's gained massive amounts of weight, he still bites, and he falls asleep when we put him in the hamster ball. I'm just waiting for the day when we realize that he died in the corner of his cage and no one noticed.