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First of all, let me say that P.G. Wodehouse is a very underrated author. I started reading The Mating Season tonight. It's one of the Jeeves and Wooster novels. Damn is it good so far. I love Wodehouse so much.

I read Being There by Jerzy Kosinski today. I think I liked the movie more, but hey, it's got Peter Sellers in it, what's not to love?

I started reading Death of Virgil by Hermann Bloch....I got about 80 pages in and realized I didn't want to read another paragraph....especially since he seems to have a knack for making paragraphs two or three pages long. It is a very slow and repetitive novel, so I don't think I will be finishing it.

I worked for about an hour today. It was supposed to be a day off for me, but someone couldn't work so I picked up the shift and then didn't really feel like being there and I was given a chance to go home quite early and I jumped at it.

I listened to the Reds game....we were up 9-3 going into the ninth inning. We lost. Seven run ninth innings make me sad.

Tomorrow I am going over to talk to the advisor in the English department to see how many credits I would have to take in order to get BA in English. I'm guessing fifteen, but it could be less (sadly, it could also be a couple more, it all depends on what they will count from what I have already taken.). I have to work 4-9 or something tomorrow. It should be another early night. I may even be able to make it out to coffee with the SGKalamazoo Krew.