This is called something along the lines of how the debate SHOULD have sounded:


The best part about watching that on youtube is that in the comments section someone wrote, "It's obvious that Obama won that one too!"
In all seriousness, I feel really good about Obama right now, although the fact that I'm an Illinoian transplanted to a college campus in another blue state may very well have something to do with this.

On another note, this past week has been really great in a lot of ways.
Friday
I went for a bike ride on the towpath and found a VERY relaxing spot to sit and read. I may go there tomorrow, or some other day this weekend at the very least. It is a bench looking out over Lake Carnegie.
That night, (Ex)RussianRoommate and I went to watch the screening of the silent Phantom of the Opera at night in the chapel. The chapel organist accompanied it throughout, and had worked up quite a sweat by the end. What made the evening even more creepy and awesome was the dressed-in-black-and-staring chapel choir who surrounded us in the pitch black and, by the light of candles they were holding, sang as an opening act to the movie.
Saturday
Got up very, very early for someone who only got in bed at one the night before and took the train up to NYC to meet CornellBoy. It was his first visit to the city and had brought a rather large suitcase for the weekend. We lugged this over to TKTS, got tickets to The Seagull (with Kristen Scott Thomas! and that really adorable looking girl from Bleak House), lugged it around the theater district looking for lunch, lugged it into and out of the sandwich place we eventually picked, lugged it back to the theatre where, thank goodness, they had a bag check just for people like him, saw the play (SOOO GOOD. Not stagnant at all, which, sadly, has been my past experience of Chekhov), lugged it down to Columbus Circle, had coffee with one of his friends who graduated last year (really fun!), lugged it back to Penn Station, and rode back to Princeton.
Ice cream with HSClassmate and then awesome Indian food preceded hanging out with Roommate J and playing guessing games until it was time for bed (I was dying at this point).
Sunday
Epic walk with CornellBoy all around campus. First, though, we went to church. He was curious and I was happy to oblige. Luckily it was a friendly homily and the singing was sufficiently bad to boost CornellBoy's ego. Returned to the dorm to play Apples to Apples with HaHa, Roommate J, and (Ex)RussianRoommate before messing with the magnetic poetry on the refrigerator to form poems either salacious, nerdy, or dumb. Then we watched Four Weddings and a Funeral. Another convert.
As a Result
After CornellBoy left early Monday morning, I was two days behind and up to my ears in reading. Never so hectic before in my life. But I was victorious, so...
Today
Found a relaxing spot to sit on campus that I have never seen before. I sat there and finished reading Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man while the fall leaves swirled down.