Thursday, March 04, 2004

There ought to be five seasons. Summer, Fall, Winter, March, and Spring.

I'm going home for "Spring" Break tomorrow. I plan on spending it sitting around, resenting my parents and reading Northanger Abbey. I'm also hoping to finish Olga Broumas (with whom I am truly, madly, deeply in love) and the collection of lesbian fiction. More scintillating and thrilling reviews when I return!


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