I opted for crappy coffee in order to make it to class on time, only to discover that Italian was cancelled. On top of it all, I returned to Munroe to find out that I didn't have my keys.
I practiced piano for an hour, and watched the better part of West Bank Story on my iPod in the common room (sans furniture, thanks to my alcoholic neighbors) before Andrea rescued me.
Apparently this is what I get for looking forward to this evening.
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