it's thesis o'clock!
After repeated viewings of The West Wing, I've decided it's appropriate to rename Thesis Desk #5 "The Situation Room," as it is a place where grave, difficult, important work should take place. At least, theoretically.
At the grocery store this evening, the cashier and another customer, both of middle age, were discussing how great it is to be young, and sort of including me in the conversation, in the "enjoy it while you can, young lady" way that older people sometimes do. I laughed at them, because this is certainly one of the least glamorous or exciting weekends I have had in a long time, and in my future I can see a long string of weekends very similiar to this one, spent in The Situation Room with nary a Library Crush in sight.
Lucky for me, I'm always able to somehow make the library fun. But probably, even I can not make it as fun as say, my average weekend over the summer.
At the grocery store this evening, the cashier and another customer, both of middle age, were discussing how great it is to be young, and sort of including me in the conversation, in the "enjoy it while you can, young lady" way that older people sometimes do. I laughed at them, because this is certainly one of the least glamorous or exciting weekends I have had in a long time, and in my future I can see a long string of weekends very similiar to this one, spent in The Situation Room with nary a Library Crush in sight.
Lucky for me, I'm always able to somehow make the library fun. But probably, even I can not make it as fun as say, my average weekend over the summer.