Oh, f*ck it.

I'm going to have a party. If it's not one thing, it's another. My host people, with whom I've gotten along so well this semester (if I were actually talking, you'd detect a hint of sarcasm in that last phrase), decided that I would be leaving on Thursday. I won't go into specifics (if you want to know more, ask me), but as of Thursday, I will be homeless for week in Germany. Good times. Or something.

Update: I found a place to stay. Whew.