We forgot to see the Sex and the City movie this weekend. Tragic. (My campus has free movies every weekend.) We were originally planning to see it on Friday, but then Trey and Zach were coming, and then they were here, and that was that. I made cake and we sat around and talked for hours.

Saturday started late because Friday ended late. You know how it is. Trey cut Elizabeth's and Flynn's hair. I made another cake. I made the crust/dough for two pizzas, which ended up being incredibly fluffy and deep dish-y because the toppings took longer than we had expected, leaving the yeast in the dough to expand far beyond our expectations. Elizabeth figured out how to make vegan bread pudding. This is a brilliant use of the tons of dumpstered Panera our house has, as well as a good use of the arrowroot powder we got in the bulk order.

We sat around in our underwear (temperature is high, modesty is low) and watched some of the L Word, and then we had an underwear dance party out back. We also went for a night swim. The bioluminescence is out, though not in full force. When it's really going, kicking your foot looks like a comet. Last night, it looked like there was blue glitter scattered in the water, just little specs here and then when I waved your hand. Still pretty, but less dramatic.

I had a good talk with Trey about expectations. I am having a good think about my life and what I want and all that jazz. This seems to be a theme: me thinking about my life and what I want. Anyway. I am full of doubts about myself, but that is neither new nor exciting. Moving on.

Today, I said goodbye to Trey and Zach, got dressed, and went to a 6-hour matrix/planning meeting for the Power Vote campaign. No wonder SEAC intimidates people. Whatever. We churned out a lovely calendar and fleshed out a bunch of good ideas. I hope I'm not too overwhelmed with things to do this semester.

Flynn is thinking about transferring to College Park in the spring. I am saddened by this possibility. I would like to have him around for my final semester. Even more, I am sad for Elizabeth. She'll be the only one left of the three of us. I am determined to find at least one other close friend for Elizabeth before I go, because I can't stand the idea of her being alone.