Down to one novel...

Only one class today, from two to four. I woke up happily sandwiched between two duvets, and stayed in bed a bit longer than was strictly necessary. Did some reading. Ate lunch. tra la.

Oulipo was entertaining today. We moved into a different classroom so that the thirteen of us could actually discuss things (hard to do in a lecture hall). Unfortunately, in our new, smaller venue, I realized something terrible.

My classmates smell. It is gross. Some smell like sweat and general lack-of-showerness. Some smell like they dragged their clothes out of a trunk that had been sitting in a moldy, dark, damp basement. Some smelled like they had fumigated themselves with the smoke from various burning herbs (this deduction was later confirmed when two of my classmates stood blocking the door after class in order to roll some homemade cigarretes.... I'm not an expert, but it didn't look like tobbacco they were rolling). Some smelled like a combination of these things. For partner excercise today, I got a moldy basement - and - herb combo. Ick ick ick.

Next class will be in an art gallery, where hopefully, we can spread out...

After class I went back to the dorm. Read some more. Dinner. Very exciting. The end.