smyth

im in smyth right now. for those of you who don't know, its departmental library in widener. i was sleeping for a while on the expansive leather couch, but now im typing, obviously. or is it so obvious? i don't know. I was watching jue, but i think he was staring into space. sometimes i wonder about scanners and such electronic fuddy-duddy matrix-esque brouchards. But then again, im surrounded by latin and greek manuscripts. can you believe people actually wrote in those languages? why didn't they just youse engrish is beyond me. by the way, im using a mac to make this post, and whoever said macs don't freeze is a liar. this machine has stopped still for at least a minute for a total of 3 times already and i just want to bust its fucking screen. but its so... beautiful? (i don't know how to type properly, shoot me now). (no, now). (alright). (no, yes)) no no (ye)s no, ?? ())))no