it has not been a relaxing reading week

once, long ago, before i really entered university and really knew what a reading week was, i heard this fantastical rumour about a whole week off from classes. see, now that i am much more mature and knowledgable girl, i know that reading week is just pile-on-the-work week...and so it is and so it always has been.

but, the good news...its almost over.

see, i have this huge group project due on tuesday. actually, its a little piece of a huge group project, to the tune of an "interim report." so, there's five of us, we all do three or four pages. so i am reading them over tonight (we have a meeting tomorrow morning). jeff, well, jeff's just smart and brilliant, so his section is excellent. text book. peter, well, peter's posted version is only a rought copy, and so hey, yep, its passable. but then, then i read zhong's. its kinda english, but not really english. and its the same information as peter's! good god! so i edited it. by which i mean i rewrote it. but that still doesn't solve the problem of it being...the SAME AS PETER's. thank heavens i am not the group co-ordinator and so i don't really have to worry about it. you know, at least until i decide to volunteer to do it tomorrow at the meeting.

but, even with all the school cafuffle (sp?), i have to admit its nice to be home. hazy air and all, i can't help but take a nice deep breath as i walk out of the st. patrick subway station. especially when i have plans for a delicious lunch. i was hoping to talk julia into indian (much easier than i expected) and finding an indian buffet was easy...(mom...do you like little india? or the place beside it?) i never ever get tired of old friends, eating good food and good conversation (by which i mean relationships, sex, celebrity gossip). by the time we were finishing dessert (the most delicious rice pudding...and i know my rice pudding), sofie had arrived and the conversation just got better. julia and sofie hadn't seen each other...in, oh, since we went to ottawa that time in august, so there was some catching up to do. sometimes i just look at my friends and wonder how on earth i managed to hold on to such funny and creative people, but, i just count my luck stars. and try to hold back my sarcasm (which i think would drive people away).

less than two hours of work left. i should probably do some shelving. should probably. weird. the second that i typed that, ian asked if i wanted to shelve, or if he should. that same second. and i should. because he shelved last week. i hope i don't get lost in the silence upstairs. what's the point of a library that no one uses?