related!

We had two guest lecturers in class last night; both presented on libraries and access to knowledge (or, often, lack thereof) in Africa. I don't know how realistic this is w/r/t my impending doom student loans, but now I really want to go to Africa and help develop public libraries. Or Latin America. Or Appalachia or any number of other places in the US. Oh, the things I would do, if only I were independently wealthy. Seriously though, knowledge is power.

[Being sincere sort of makes me want to vomit. Probably that's something I should work on.]

oh dear

Embarrassing revelation #1: Bridget Jones's Diary is playing as background noise while I sew. In my defense, I don't own a copy, I'm watching it instantly on Netflix. [INSTANTLY!!!]

Embarrassing revelation #2: When it started playing, it was at the end credits, because Netflix saves your place wherever you last stopped, and apparently I've watched Bridget Jones's Diary before. Recently, probably. Yikes.

warning!

I have a cold. It's getting worse. Stay away!

disgusting

New York is really trying its hardest to get rid of me. Last night, I tried not to scream like a pathetic girl as a rat ran down the subway platform, getting within six inches of me. Disgusting. Then, as I was walking from the subway station to my apartment, I had traveled not even half a block when a rat ran from a pile of trash on the curb to the disgusting little alley between two buildings, almost tripping me. Then! I got back to my apartment safely, managing not to actually step on any diseased rats on the way, which was great, but as I was checking my email and getting ready for bed, a loud horrible noise scared the crap out of my cats and startled me. But guess what garbagemen? You can collect the garbage in the middle of the night, make as much noise as you want, you can't wake me up! I have to work the night shift, so I'm never in bed by 1am anymore! New York: 2, Marina: 1.