friday routines and books.

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Every Friday this semester I have a midday tutorial for world politics on the Camperdown campus and a legal research seminar later in the afternoon at the Law School on Phillip St. Usually I catch a bus into the city, get off before King St and wonder around David Jones Food Hall for the hour. At lunch hour, it's all hustle and bustle and I'll buy

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I like how you phrase 'very intact' as though to reassure me that if the spine isn't falling out, it must be fine! Nevermind the typo, typos are needlessly evil and plague me. I noticed I mistyped 'Laurie' in a comment I left you as well. Twice. But once we get this damned voice recognition technology on wide-spread use, I'll have less typos than most because I can actually enunciate. *shakes fist at today's youth*

The Unbearable Lightness of Being is easily the best novel by Kundera. The Book of Laughter and Forgetting was...odd. In fact, too many of his novels are odd. They're beautiful studies of human psychology and emotions, but they sort of limp together in a pretty patttern of disarray, leaving you somewhat unsatisfied toward the end.

After year ten, I am never going to read Henry Miller again. For at least three years.

I was tempted to grab Songs of Solomon and Paradise as well, but, well, there are only so many books I can carry. The only offputting thing about Beloved, and for that matter, any other book, is when they stick on the cover 'non a _______ film staring _______ _______!!' Nothing could be more guache. Am I meant to crave reading a book which has become a movie staring Oprah winfrey???

Lastly - are you also getting the Ross Award for English with Nadia, which means I'll be seeing you at Ruse on the 6th of September?