Just survived my first phone interview (for a summer theater internship). The man behind the receiver had an NPR voice and sounded about as congested as my Freshman seminar teacher did this afternoon (very).
Still, I think it went well, and he said he may have the literary department call me back later. Huzzah!
Meanwhile, The Orgy Class (which is what RussianRoommate and Roommate J are calling SoccerRoommate and my Rome class) was awesome, and the three hours of freshman seminar breezed by. Several of my classmates now have cerebral crushes on our professor. They are not alone.