dance people

the displays at the esplanade basement are beautiful. i don't exactly have an eye for picking out the meaning of it all, but i guess they're nice.

thereafter, i met up yet again with the dancing scholars.

justin's a pleasant quiet guy.

the books at MPH were so tempting that i almost broke in. but actually, i hardly read. i'm still stuck in the first quarter of erin's angels and demons by dan brown. i haven't been able to sit myself down to enjoy the tome.

i'm sure carol's gonna puke blood soon. it's tough teaching a bunch of scholars with two left feet and no hip bones. just hang in there girl, we're just about halfway through. i think.