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I am tempted to toss away every plan I've had so far of getting work done because something totally unexpected ends up delaying the best of my intentions.

Initially I planned to go to Lamont Library after lunch to look up a chapter in a biography on B.F. Skinner for my behaviorism oral presentation tomorrow. Originally I had planned to meet Danielle over there, but the lines were horrifically long and I couldn't find her anywhere. I ended up checking for mail and then looking at LJ friends' updates before it struck me that I ought to get some food. Unfortunately that really nice guy who gives me free pizza wasn't by the Science Center cafe today so I actually had to pay.

It's 1:30 PM at this point, so I figure that I'll head back towards my room to get my laptop and then go over to the library. Just outside my dorm, though, I spotted a lost looking middle-aged guy. What started out as a "Do you know where Mather Hall is?" turned into a lecture on wealth redistribution, housing subsidies, the conservative bias in American politics, problems with the New York City transportation system, public transport security in preventing terrorism, the Iraq war, joining the military, and getting into Harvard (his views, at least), roughly in that order. The guy turned out to be one of the union organizers for the NYC MBTA bus and subway division (he showed me his membership card, and it looked realistic enough) whose wife was attending her class reunion at Harvard; hence, he was searching for her old dorm while she was hobnobbing with her former classmates. His views on politics and conservatism struck me as being rather simplistic (populistic, even, but he's a union member after all), but it was entertaining enough to hear him rant and give me "the insider's perspective" on security in mass public transportation. And thanks to him, I now know how to get decent rates for dental coverage and discounts for subway tickets. I couldn't figure out whether or not he thought I was much smarter or much dumber than I look; after awhile I think it was the former when I scolded him for ingesting all of the phosphoric acid in diet beverages. He, Larry, seemed to take a mildly creepy interest in the fact that I am Asian and hinted that he couldn't share a computer with his wife because of "certain kinds of images she might accidentally discover." I gave him my e-mail address anyway because he intrigues me and seems harmless enough.

I really do love meeting all of the various eccentrics around Harvard Yard/Square. Perhaps it's because I'm equally bizzare?

I kept trying to muster up the energy to go over to the library, but various friends kept stopping by to talk and convince me to do something with them. Not that I mind the distraction, but I really did need to get my report done. Finally by 9 this evening I went over to the library to start my brief report and randomly lectured about Skinner's baby tender/air crib to Sophia as we were doing laundry.

I don't want to go back home for some time; I'm approaching my third week here at Harvard, and already I can't stand to think about leaving. God forbid I become bored of a less absurd existence in Pleasantview and regret all of the times I could have done something with someone and didn't this summer.
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Are there any good ways of drying out socks and shoes quickly? There was this pouring rainstorm that created deep ponds around the drains this afternoon. I ran across the street through the JFK Ave. puddles to get an umbrella, got lunch, dashed across the six inches of sloshing semi-dirty water, and then ran to class. I might as well have jumped into a swimming pool fully clothed by the time I got to class; I had to go over to the bathroom sink to literally dump the water out of my socks and shoes. I spent almost the entire class barefoot in the air-conditioned room; apparently the maintenance crew refuses to turn off the AC during the summer. By the way, [livejournal.com profile] horosha, the Greek girl's name is Rosa, and she probably swore more about being soaked today than the rest of the class combined. Her profane vocabulary is quite astounding.

And now, may I present to you the wonderous adventures of Bow Tie Man and theladyrose )

I still have to pack to go to NYC tomorrow, and I'm not coming back until Sunday afternoon. I'll get to see all of my relatives soon, though. Somehow I'm going to finish up my reading for my classes and look at two colleges along the way, so it looks like I won't be able to post until Sunday.

And since I've been promising a picture... )

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