Unfortunately now Monday morning, 12.54 a.m. What would you do if you woke up at 1 p.m. and only got to the library at 4 and had a million things to read on social constructivist international relations theory and had absolutely no more clean clothes left? Do everything in the library except work, including reading the Columbia Spectator for the first time, and then go for dinner at the Afghan Kebab House (102nd St and Broadway and incidentally very good -- even if anything with 'kebab' in it makes me think fondly of Ahmed's) and then come home resolving to work and go straight online to read West Wing recaps.