my father said to me, over Christmas break, "I'll be really glad when you're done with your English degree so you can actually read the books i give you."
my version of multi-tasking:
100 pages of Marilynne Robinson's Gilead
100 pages of Shirley Ann Grau's Keepers of the House
100 pages of George Eliot's Mill on the Floss
50 pages of Morgan Spurlock's Don't Eat This Book
rinse. repeat.
(that's only what this weekend looks like. when i say i can't hang out, i'm probably not even lying)
the plight of an English major. i have the same professor for two of my classes. she looked at me the other day and said, "oh, you poor dear."
i'm going to go watch 40 minutes of television just to compensate.
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