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Life is good when, upon facing a 250-page novel that rambles and has more commas than a grammar factory, you realize that you could totally bullshit any of the potential essay questions with the information Wikipedia gives.
I mean, I'll try to read H.G. Wells' "The War in the Air," but it doesn't feel nearly as imperative as before. Especially considering how vastly unreadable it is. It might be the very strong coffee coursing through my veins, but I prefer to blame run-ons.
And besides, I'll definitely read the chapters from our text book and I read Winston Churchill's "My Early Life," the other book we need read for the midterm. That was a surprisingly interesting read, despite minor annoyances such as Churchill's strong reliance on intricate details about relatively inconsequential military events. And the fact that no one loves Winston Churchill more than Winston Churchill. He speaks of his accomplishments with buckets of smug and argues that his dissenters are morons. Well, more "states" than "argues." But he does have some cool stories and a sly wit about him.
Wells is just a tool.
Forgive me for babbling about history books. I'm mostly glad I'm taking this class. The format is quite dry (I play sudoku in each and every class of which there are 4 each week) and the readings are mind-numbing and circular, but I'm remembering what I dig about history. British politicians have the power of being just downright funny. Also, I get pride to be able to sit in a room full of history majors/grad students and be the only one to remember that 1588 was the year of the Spanish Armada.
In other news, "Adding Machine" opens a week from Wednesday. My parents are coming to town a week from Wednesday. After tonight's rehearsal, our director proclaimed it to be "fucking amazing" and "the best he has ever seen." Okay. I guess if we can call "line" at least once every two minutes and still impress the man...I don't know.
In other other news, I have Cheetos. And cold coffee. What to ingest first....
I mean, I'll try to read H.G. Wells' "The War in the Air," but it doesn't feel nearly as imperative as before. Especially considering how vastly unreadable it is. It might be the very strong coffee coursing through my veins, but I prefer to blame run-ons.
And besides, I'll definitely read the chapters from our text book and I read Winston Churchill's "My Early Life," the other book we need read for the midterm. That was a surprisingly interesting read, despite minor annoyances such as Churchill's strong reliance on intricate details about relatively inconsequential military events. And the fact that no one loves Winston Churchill more than Winston Churchill. He speaks of his accomplishments with buckets of smug and argues that his dissenters are morons. Well, more "states" than "argues." But he does have some cool stories and a sly wit about him.
Wells is just a tool.
Forgive me for babbling about history books. I'm mostly glad I'm taking this class. The format is quite dry (I play sudoku in each and every class of which there are 4 each week) and the readings are mind-numbing and circular, but I'm remembering what I dig about history. British politicians have the power of being just downright funny. Also, I get pride to be able to sit in a room full of history majors/grad students and be the only one to remember that 1588 was the year of the Spanish Armada.
In other news, "Adding Machine" opens a week from Wednesday. My parents are coming to town a week from Wednesday. After tonight's rehearsal, our director proclaimed it to be "fucking amazing" and "the best he has ever seen." Okay. I guess if we can call "line" at least once every two minutes and still impress the man...I don't know.
In other other news, I have Cheetos. And cold coffee. What to ingest first....