"Very subtle in an overt sort of way"

So like I just entered the grad lounge and was immediately assaulted by the overpowering smell of desi food. I mean it just reached up from the carpets and slapped me in the face. Repeatedly. The grad lounge is also full of 2nd yrs busily working on what looks like strategy or finance homework. Good to see them busy once in a while. Got a peer group meeting in 10 mins and am totally unmotivated.

Had ream review yesterday and J, when told that his comments were sexist, asked if they were good sexist comments. To which I snapped "when are they ever?!" accompanied with a searing look and a mean eyebrow wriggle. And so of course, he now avoids me like dengue fever. Which I find very amusing. "Wolfie kicks some serious ass" was the headline of the moment.

Have managed to bully Stinky Lil into staying until November 1 and told her to get her own room rented. Oh, that's right. You don't know. Ok, here's the background information.

Jo and Daph (otherwise known as the Jap Porn chicks) rented this 3 bedroom apartment with Stinky Lil and then didn't want to live with her anymore so they roped me into staying there and finding a third. Only, Stinky Lil kicked up a fuss and wanted to leave (which is fine by me, I don't want to live with her) but that would make me responsible for $2100 which I didn't want to be. So after an entire month of agonizing over roommates and housing and rentals and staying over at friends' places because I couldn't buy furniture because I didn't know how long I'd be there and contracting various ailments directly associated with stress and heartburn, I have finally managed to bully Stinky Lil into being responsible for her own bloody room. Come Nov 1, if she don't rent out her space, either Hannah and me leave for a 2-bed or we stay and sublet from Jo and Daph. So this is the situ. Also, all I have is a mattress on the floor. Admittedly the room is pretty big and the apartment is quite nice. It's not the greatest, but it's liveable. And big. Big and liveable.

So anyway. Mum, Dad and Black Cobra arrive on Saturday and I'm terrified because I have nothing. Just one sad mattress. And the cable isn't connected yet and I have no teevee and no couch and no pots and no pans and nothing. I have nothing.

Can you tell I'm freaking out?! Also, I have this stupid peer meeting with two individuals who, nice as they are, simply cannot help me with my career choices because one is a fashion designer and the other is a finance major and they know next to nothing about the online media business. Not to mention that I know nothing about the fashion industry and/or finance. Oh, wot a merry match are we.

Did I mention that Boston is SO not a service-oriented town? This place sucks big time when it comes to the service industry. Today already my realtor has managed to tick me off on three separate occasions (and it's only 3 pm). I shall find another realtor. I shall try and keep my cool. Lovely Mattie said yesterday that he liked how I always have a sense of humor, bless 'im. Apparently even when Wolfie is bitchy, she's funny.

Ok, fashion lady is waving frantically through window so I guess it's peer team meeting time.