My library hopping has been generally successful. Of course Lilly also has a ghost janitor haunting the second floor. (I keep hearing jingling keys even though I no one has come up in the elevator.) And Hicks has been taken over and divided into turfs between the international students, the zombie grad students, and the Jets.
Hicks smells like rice though and that’s nice.
The trick to it, though is that I just need to have a little inertia in my studying, I can’t just sit down and study for five minutes. I must go through a painful withdrawal process, wherein my brain must be forced to realize that it has to go into a study mode and pummels “fun Tommy” into whimpering compliance. and then focuses all its energies on making me super productive. (SUPERAZN POWERS ACTIVATE!) After a excruciatingly painful methadone-esque transition, I’m ready to learn.
are you being politically correct and calling the sharks the international students?
nice call there bud.
Dude, the bathroom on the second floor in university is haunted. Go up there sometime, you’ll see…