Our new neighbour, Benjamin from Bordeaux, has made himself sparse recently. His compartments in the fridge, freezer and cupboards are completely empty, and none of us three has seen him for days. Yesterday, we finally learned the reason for it: Benjamin has moved out. We know this because some of SiT’s cleaning ladies dropped by to clean up his room. The timing suggests that he dropped of his key some time last week. Note that he didn’t make any mention of it to us, and that he has been away a lot even while he still lived, or rather slept, here.
I am rather bemused at such unusual behaviour; Ole, however, is enthused that he no longer shares a wall with an early sleeper. Music until two is once again the order of the day. I am not particularly upset, either; it will mean more cleaning duty, but the three of us get along very nicely and Benjamin was hardly contributing to that. As for why he moved out… I have no idea, but the most likely cause in my opinion is that he found a nicer place. It makes a certain amount of sense: Go to Trondheim, stay three weeks at the student village while you’re going on the hunt for a nice room, then move. Counterarguments are the high cost of living in Trondheim and the fact that he should only stay here for six months at all. But the only other cause I can see is some sudden return to home, which is highly unusual.
Speculations about ex-neighbours aside, we have just started a new project in solid-state physics. We have been divided into groups of five, and our monumental task is to fully understand one nine-page paper and reproduce its content in our own words, preferably with a little bit of background. Despite the groups, everyone has to write their own work; but since it’s only 5-10 pages, that shouldn’t take too much effort. We have decided to dedicate the first week to literature research; I have already checked my physics books and found minimal mention of liquid crystals. Tomorrow I will go on the hunt for online publications cited in the main paper. The entire thing does not seem particularly productive or interesting (no presentation is demanded, the work may be short, and the subject paper is rather trite), but my teammates seem nice and I will try to do some good work. For some reason, project work always convinces me to overcome my laziness.
Before I finish, I would like to utter a film recommendation: The Corpse Bride by Tim Burton, a macabre musical in claymation. Most delightful.