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P.T. Barnum spoke in Congress.

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Nov. 29th, 2000 | 01:09 am
mood: crankycranky
music: DMB - Crash Into Me

Yes. He did. I bet you didn't know that. Actually, he probably didn't in the real world, but this is a Mark Twain essay we're talking about here. I think exercises 3 and 4 of this progression are becoming mangled into one, but I don't suppose that that really makes any difference, now, does it?

I don't know what I am going to workshop with tomorrow. I want writing sweatshop to be over and I want to be on a plane flying home and pretending that all of these problems and schoolwork that I can't concentrate on just don't exist.

Things to bring back from home:
Ten Things I Hate About You
Finished Papers.
other things I'm sure I'm forgetting right now.

Things to bring home with me:
Gulliver's Travels, Augustine's Confessions, Boethius and a copy of the essay question that I have to write about from those three choice men. Other reading to do for plane and train travel: Candide, Mrs. Dalloway. Plenty to do, but then I also have many hours in which to do it.

What else? Oh, yes. Chemistry. Which I must have completed by Tuesday (which means I will be doing it Monday Night) because Fred does not answer my emails, so I'll just give it all to Professor Gans instead. Fred can go and die. Or perhaps he is dead already.

At least I have a whirlpool bathtub at home. That is nice.

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