So another woman has begun to complain about the "jokes" and comments against women that a particular pal of my roommates makes. Go figure. Maybe they'll come to the conclusion that I'm not just a bitch out to nitpick, and what he says is actually rude sometimes?

I'm out of here in less than a month. It hasn't been the easiest of living situations, so I don't think I'll shed any tears. I've washed my hands clean of all the ridiculousness and drama. I'll just take my personal lessons about power dynamics and the value of emotional intelligence, and call it a day.

We're playing basketball with the Germans again today. Andres and I went to Red Lobster yesterday and indulged our cravings . . . ahhh, yes.