BritLit. If this were a presidential debate, I'd be blogging my pithy
comments in real time. However, in academic circles evidently that is
frowned upon. Instead, I will take notes and try not to roll my eyes
at The Engagement Girls (I told you to remind me; freaks aplenty).
Okay. Class is coming to order. Later, if I don't die.
UPDATE: As of the break, the discussion is better than the book. Or the discussion is making the book better. Or something. I have a headache.
3 comments:
Hey, who are you calling freak? I'm an English major who might qualify as an "Engagement Girl"!
I'm engaged!
At least that's what I told my 7th hour class today. I think a few of them even bought it (Back-Row Abby did for sure). Then I added that my fiance was Joe Mauer and most of them realized I was a-foolin'.
We'll have an old-fashioned wedding, Ann, cause I'm engaged to Justin Morneau.
I've got your old-fashioned wedding right here, buddy.
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