I brought my laptop to the Reg today, along with a power cord and an ethernet cable. Right now, I'm sitting in the A-level Reading Room, pretending to work on my Civ paper. Really, of course, I'm surfing the web, occasionally reading five pages of Tacitus or Cassius Dio, and generally getting nothing done. Now, of course, I need to get up and go get a copy of the CAH and this collection of essays and maybe a journal or two. I know this is the U of C and nothing gets stolen, but still-- my laptop. So I have to pack it up and take it with me, feeling vaguely like an oversuspicious idiot. Oh well.