My newest thing: finding a new apartment for spring. La Mancha is jacking their rent up by $100 a month, since they're turning into condos, and there's no way I'm paying $505 for my itty-bitty room. The only reason it was worth $405 is because of the proximity to campus; $505 is just not happening. Monique, awesome chick that she is, needs someone to share her rent with for spring and is trying to move from her one-bedroom into a two-bedroom, but her complex says they may not have space for her to do that and for her to check back in November. Well, that's obviously too long to wait. Anna also has a bedroom and bathroom in the house she and her brother share; it would be $395 plus utilities. Beyond those two tips, I've heard about Rockwood Villas and Oakbrook Walk (thank you Hayley and Annie), so I'll be checking those out too. If any of you Gvillers hear anything about a free apartment/bedroom/cardboard box for spring semester, please let me know!
One more random note. In a land of tall, blond, slender people, I am short, brunette, and, well, muscular. With the insane height of some of these people (like the guy I played basketball with yesterday, who could simply stand in the middle of the court and hold the ball above his head and make the rest of us helpless to do anything), you would think that they'd be big milk drinkers. And yet their milk is packaged in liters (quarts, or 1/4 of a gallon). I can drink a liter in a day. Actually, I can drink a liter at one meal. Or, if you prefer, I can drink a liter while walking to University College, as I did tonight.
Last random note: No matter how un-American it may make me, I love the homemade Dutch pizza. I don't know what they do to it - or don't do to it - but it's a thousand times better than ours. Especially the kind with peppers on it. Bakkerij Barts has it and so does the famous stand at the Oudegracht with the broodjes Mario. Yum, yum, yum.