We were joking the other night who the third in the celebrity death triumvirate of Janet Leigh and Rodney Dangerfield would be. Who knew that it would dear ol' Jacques Derrida? At school, this is definitely big news.

Saw JV and the Mountain Goats again on Friday with a few of my ladies. I drank too much and ran into all sorts of bizarre NYU blasts from the past. It was like being stuck at some 1994 indie rock show. Very, very strange.

There's too much work in the next few weeks, and all I want to do is watch baseball. Sigh....