Wow... 4:30

Approximately 24.5 hours before the rough draft of my hum paper is due. Darnit. And here I am, wasting time. But it's a well-deserved break, because I've been working on this blasted darn thing since noon today. And before that I was in classes. So nya, world! I also did laundry today. I don't imagine I'm the first one to sit in the laundry room with her laptop writing a paper, nor will I be the last, but people kept staring at me like I was weird. Huh. Maybe I can make up for it by staring at this guy asleep across from me here like he's weird. Then again, people sleep in here all the time. Silly library-nappers. It's no wonder, though... this chair is so comfy. Just perfect for sitting and reading, or typing, or napping. But I will not nap, because I am here to write my freaking paper!

Thanksgiving break is going to be so nice. Provided I actually get this paper written, and my scenes from Godot memorized, and my calculus homework done... ect ect.

Nyargh!

Bah! I am really not much farther on my essay than I was last time I posted... and that was 4:30, wasn't it? How sad... I do suppose I have sort of gotten farther... I have a lot of highlighted pieces of paper and pointless margin notes to show for my toils in Harper today. I love writing pointless margin notes so much! I wish I actually knew what I was writing about, but I already know I won't be able to use most of my margin notes. So I'll copy them down here for posterity. Most are just a summary of what I read, but I felt like I was writing particularly well tonight (in the margins... shame it doesn't seem to have carried over into my paper yet... I'm sure it might once I actually figure out what I'm writing about).

"So we start out with art for its own sake, in caves and cloistered with monks and whatnot, and people saw it, thoughgt it was nice, and more poeple started doing it not for themselves, as the other art had been done, but for it to be appreciated by others and to get the same responses the original art got, and it went progressively this way becoming more and more audience-oriented until it had no place else to go other than new mediums and to again try to disregard its audience." - in response to a bunch of bs Fried was writing about something useless about audiences and art

"Men can lose the manifestation of their sexuality far more easily... feminin sexuality is more permanent, hence fear of castration... perhaps they should be jealous of us? We don't have to constantly worry about perhaps losing our (for lack of a better word) genitals." - in response to a lot of feministic strange-talk about male fear of castration being played out in woman.

Yeah, really those make no sense out of the context of where they're written, but I know the papers are going to get lost, so I'm writing them here. It's not like I've got anything better to do.. nope, not at all.