I finished reading The Magician's Nephew yesterday and am 6 chapters into The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I like MN more. I'm not going to lie, the creation of Narnia scene made me cry. Aargh. I have no idea why. Something about the graceful love yet eloquent distance of the lion. He's a lovely character. Today, I did nothing and watched The Warriors. What a fantastic movie that was. It's highly enjoyable. I should be doing Greek, and I was for a while, but I can't be trusted when I have an internet connection. I downloaded the MASH movie, which I haven't yet watched, and of course there was reading. The last few posts can now be disregarded as the roommate decided against breaking up with her boyfriend who tried to break up with her. Yes, that's how I feel about the situation. I don't get it still, but she looks happy, and it almost feels normal, so I suppose she made the right decision for her. I don't do relationships specifically because of things like that. I've yet to meet a person who makes me want to swallow my pride in such an appalling manner. I'm not sure if I shouldn't respect her for that, but being who I am I can't. Transatlanticism still clicks for me. I really love this CD. So much that I'm afraid to listen to Plans for fear that it'll ruin what I have with Death Cab.