But...I suppose I'm not really one to argue

While I would certainly beg to differ, I have seen far too much evidence to argue with this particular commentary on English Majors.

Tooth Paste for Dinner is, by the way a wonderful website to stop by and checkout now and then. Wonderfully ridiculous, and funny because it is so sadly true.

Here we are again...

How is it that I only seem to get around to blogging at the end of terms when papers are bearing down and my stress level is going through the roof? I think it must be the final proof that this blog is deeply and ultimately a self serving thing. I have no idea why anyone else would want to read it, and thus no idea why I am eating up server space somewhere with it. All the same...

Today I find myself with surprisingly little to do at work. Well, only surprising in so far as what I thought I was going to be spending around 5 hours working on has had to be rescheduled on short notice... Intraoffice communication has not been our strong point lately.

Moving on to less dangerous topics (not that I have anything all that dangerous to say) I find myself exactly one woeek from a deadline on a twenty page term paper with no idea what it is going to be about. Almost no idea. The tentative topic (aka the one I tell myself so I can sleep nights) is that it is about Charlotte Dacre's Zofloya and Bersani's theory's of sexuality and subjectivity. I have no idea what this is going to looke like.