I've checked out. Three more months until I leave and I've already stopped caring about most of this shit around here. To most of my friends I appear as an asshole which is probably true. I go to bed when the sun goes down. I keep my door close both literally and figuratively. I couldn't care less about what my friends think of me anymore and its liberating .
On a more positive note I recently picked up a copy of The Decemberists new album The Hazards of Love and loved it. While some would lay claim that it's not their best it's still totally original and a beautiful work of art. And as with all new album I get I've been listening to it constantly.