Monday, November 07, 2005
life and death in a sub-sub-basement, with a picture of aphra behn
tonight my man and i have forsaken the world in favor of two side-by-side study carrels in the law library basement. we're under the earth's crust, i think, although i may just be feeling the cumulative effects of spending my work days in a simillar sub-sub-basement, in a beige cubicle, under a headset and some flourescent bulbs, nary a spark of natural light to be seen. i walked by a co-worker's desk today and saw a live plant, and my heart leapt. gotta get one. except i kill plants. see the three plants on the balcony for further information.
we're working tonight. he's working on torts. i'm working on my lectures for the coming weekend (17th and 18th century brit lit. the restoration and the romantics, all in one weekend. covering aphra behn's novella _oroonoko_, mary wollstonecraft's _vindication of the rights of woman_, s.t. coleridge's _rime of the ancient mariner_). really i'm blogging. but i'm here to work.
to facilitate work, i've purchased a can of coke for 65 cents. seemed really cheap to me. we pay a dollar for everything where i work, in the sub-sub-basement. anyway, its so quiet down here that i'm afraid to drink it because i will definitely need to belch, and there's absolutely no ambient noise to muffle me. also in the interest of facilitating work, i'm listening to some music from my college days, natalie merchant, "tigerlily." i love this cd. can i get an amen. here i go. sip of coke. we'll see what happens.