I have no milk. No deodorant. No toaster. No roommate. Well, she'll come back tomorrow but, still. I have dirty clothes, a headache and a sore throat. A desire for cereal and a need for sleep. This has been the last 45 minutes of my life since I got back from home. I am now going to take some medicine, curl up in bed, listen to Christmas music and fall asleep. 2 and 1/2 weeks. I can do this.