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Please repeat after me: The button bag may well be the coolest bag in existence, but it was not made for hauling five hundred bajillion pounds of books around. In future, when I'm going to the art library, I will take a back pack that was made for hauling many pounds of huge unwieldly books.

I found my photo! Yay is not word enough. Now all I need to do is set up a website, find a decent FTP program, and get roommates scanner working, and I'll share it with all of you.

I also found the score to Aida, a book of stop frame photography, and an anatomy book that I am seriously considering not taking back. This book was written for me, it doesn't belong in a library where people can put their grubby little hands all over it. And they have three copies... Oh, I'll be good.

Also, far too many people congregate in the theater section. Most of them were standing around reading Chekov. I mock them. I mock them greatly.

In final, closing news, I would like to say- I have a pomegranate and you do not.

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Free jazz concert tonight. First time I've ever heard a jazz violin played. It was cool- in fact too cool. I need to gain some body fat. I am a wimp beyond belief.

I hearby swear not to complain about my Chemistry again. I'm getting sick of hearing myself whine.

Art Libraby RAWKS!!!!1111. That is all.