Last night I woke in the middle of the night to banging sounds and when we drove by this morning, not to be dismayed by the sliding bolts having been fastened, an animal had ripped open the top of the garbage container. They either gave up or it was something small and they got in because the opening was not large. Time to call the rangers.
In other news, tonight is the scholarship recognition reception and a talk by Bill McKibben, environmentalist and activist. Tomorrow morning I share my Amazon research with the class and it's due the next day. Friday a short paper is due for Finance class. I wrote it about Edith Wharton's portrayal of the newly rich ("nouveau riche") in her novel The House of Mirth. It's a good read, people. The book, not my paper.
After that, it's a continuance of the ridiculously close reading I have to do every night in order to have something to say in Male, Female, Other, reading journals for Finance, and then a 12-15 page paper for each. Ideas, anyone? Oh, and we had this visitor in the computer lab the other day:
Any info you want to give us, John? I heard it's a luna moth. |
John said it is a luna moth, silkworm...I want to see the Freyberg puppy!
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Ew ew ew. Get. It. Away. The flier not the puppy.
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