Margot is going into finals week and I told her I was thinking of good stuff to put into a care package for her. "Thanks, but please don't send me one," she said, "because having zero food forces me to leave my room. For me, a care package equals an isolation kit."

Greta is moving into her first apartment this week, so Bo and I asked her how she's planning to set it up. "Well I'm not even going to think of taking any of your furniture," she said, "until I check out Sundance and Anthropologie."