Looks like the page numbers in the syllabus for my British Literature II class are for the older edition of the book so I guess I'll just read everything my book has on Robert Burns and William Blake to prepare for to-morrow's quiz. I could think of worse ways to spend the evening. It's only too bad I have to do math homework too ( Read more... )

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I got up too early, had some strong coffee, made some green tea and went over to my parents' house for the Super Bowl where I had a brandy, so I was peeing a lot. And I actually got caught up in the game, mostly because I've been listening to The Nick and Artie Show while playing Skyrim this past week, a show that's nominally a sports show. The two ( Read more... )

I dreamt last night I was at a school, not the school I go to, comprised of a series of bungalows with pale beige aluminium siding. It was night, the ground was covered with red and orange autumn leaves. Gorillas roamed the campus. I was busy replacing the inside of one classroom with the frozen, tilted deck of the Titanic when I came across a baby ( Read more... )