Worst blogger ever

You would think with amount of time I don't spend writing my papers that I'd actually blog. Sorry cats, I'll do better next month. Anyways, I'm preparing a presentation about Sinterklass and Zwarte Piet and relating our readings about Barthes' mythology. I'm hoping I don't come off as some American attacking the beloved Dutch holiday but seriously, you can't tell that nothing more is going on when white people paint their faces black, have big red lips, and afros as the goofy Zwarte Piets helping Sinterklaas out. There's context there. WE INTERRUPT THIS BLOG! I HAVE JUST RECEIVED A LETTER FROM MY MOM. BACK TO YOUR SCHEDULED BLOG! Anyways, I continue my quest to find a new place to live not owned by a slumlord, under 350 euros a month, no mice for roommates, and a bedroom bigger than a shoebox. Yes, it's a fruitless dream, but I must hold on! I'll post tales this weekend. Cheers for now.