I've rediscovered the joy of earplugs. After 2 nights in a row of my manager's sexcapades, my tub full of earplugs finally came in handy. I even slept through my alarm clock, skipping 2 classes and conveniently waking in time for the Olympic torch rally. The latter was incredibly lame-O. For protesters and spectators, it was soooo disappointing. How can they change the SF route to include running along rocks by McCovey Cove, a giant warehouse, and the pee-stained streets of Van Ness? Tsk Tsk.