Monday, October 20, 2014
Not only are we bitter but we're brittle
10 points if you can spot the dead guy in this photograph.
I told a girl at the bus stop that her haircut looked nice, but it turns out she just always has it up in a ponytail. Live and learn. My Constitutional History prof continues to be a hilarious lecturer, it stands to reason that all teachers should be forced to learn the importance of humor in a special course once they are awarded their first teaching session.
Did I say anything about my work-study research yet? It turns out that the archives are unexpectedly fun. There are security guards who are mostly kindly old men and people who are really, really enthusiastic about family lineages. The entrance doors are elaborately carved and imposing. My previous visits have always been when life is at it's most stressful, so it was a pleasant surprise to be there in a more relaxed(ish) state of mind.
Frances is going to make lasagna tonight, yes yes yes.