
Aliens Man, Aliens.
Graduate Carrel, East Tower, 5th Floor, Herman B Wells Library

Crucify Mad Max!
Graduate Carrel, East Tower, 9th Floor, Herman B Wells Library
Every day at work, something new is torn up or ripped open or covered in tarps or blocked off. Sometimes it’s annoying, like the morning I had to go down to the basement and across the building just to get to the 3rd floor, because access from the lobby was blocked off. They pulled down huge sections of the lobby ceiling tiles, exposing layers of duct work and metal mesh, and under it all, the corbelled concrete ceiling. It’s really kind of beautiful.
The steam is off to the entire building. No hot water, and NO HEAT. ALL WEEK. Which wouldn’t seem like a problem, given that it’s the end of May, but it is goddamn freezing in here, yo. I brought yoghurt for breakfast and can’t even eat it, because I am a popsicle and eating something cold sounds like a really bad idea. Ugh. So instead I’m sucking down coffee as fast as I can.