Monday, September 23, 2002

I swear we have the oddest floor on all of campus. There is a neighbor of ours that either smokes cigars or the smell of cigarettes is mingling with the smell of her perfume. Whatever the cause of it is, is quite strong. Oh, and not to mention the sound of her MSN going off every five minutes! Good lord girl, ever hear of a volume control?!

Have two meetings tonight after work. Aspen and I are meeting with the other Hall Council members to discuss what we will be doing this year. I guess as secretary slash treasurer, I should bring along a folder for the minutes. Hope I'm good enough for that job. The other meeting involves going to our hallway and meeting with the floor to discuss odds and ends and maybe a shirt design.

Have you ever tried reading Literary criticism and theory? Holy Schiznits! I can barely understand a word that is written, and then if I do understand, I wholeheartedly disagree with their statements. I have read enough where I am happy in saying that critics just like to talk and will argue anything and everything. Is there no such thing as talking a good book to death? Somewhat like beating a dead horse, but without the flies.

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