Thursday, November 17, 2011

Dear Brigid,

I know why you didn't come to class.  I know that you had to go and finish the stair lab, but dear god, this class is killing me.  We're in the Disney unit of this class, which I was so so excited for.  However, one of the most quintessential articles, "Working at the Rat" was assigned for today, except that the professor has already told us most of the interesting elements of the article.  I cannot stand this class.  It is a waste of my time.  And you aren't here to keep me company. 

I just spoke in class.  There we go, I came up with an interesting idea. 

How can we be both critics and fans? A question for the ages.


love,
hannah

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