So again with the website crashing when I was in the middle of posting. This sucks.

I went by Powell's tonight on the way to Will and Maggie's to do math. And of course I picked up a book from the free bin. I'm apparently trying to convince myself that I actually have time to read. Sadly, whenever I sit down to read, I remember that I'm two chapters behind in Civ, or that Joe Millionaire is on, or that I should really go to practice. I've been reading Suetonius for five weeks, and I'm still on Caligula. I wish I could just take a quarter (or a year) off and read. I'm really tempted not to apply for any research positions this summer, so I can go home, work 30 hours a week at the movie theater, and get caught up on my reading. I know I'll be really deadly bored in Atlanta after a month, but it sounds so good right now. Plus, filling out applications is no fun.

Books languishing unread on my shelf:
Eco's _Name of the Rose_
Atwood's _Wilderness Tips_
Bullfinch's _Medieval Mythology_
Ishiguro's _When We Were Orphans_
Kee's _Green Flag_
Borges' _Labyrinths_
Durant's _Story of Civilization_ (_Age of Faith_ onwards)