It’s That Day Again

I am 21 years old today.

That Fastidious Fyodor

I’ve been tirelessly working my way through Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov, at about 50 pages a day. Even for me, it is hard to comprehend everything that is going on. The book itself is 800 pages long, in small print. The last book I read of his, The Idiot, was around 625 pages, and Crime & Punishment was about 550 if I recall correctly.

I’m trying to finish it before the 30th, when I leave for Montana. I have bought several books to read there, which will probably be my only vacation activity. (Una semana de vacaciones con mi familia). I have bought a journal to write in while I’m there in the mountains.

Things I have remembered today that I should not forget: My sister has borrowed several movies from me (All of the X-Men movies, The Machinist, Mirrormask, and she still owes me a new Equilibrium DVD). I will most likely never see them again, as she can be forgetful and utterly irresponsible about 95% of the time.

My public speaking class only has four days left. But what a four days it will be. Two speeches to give and a panel discussion. Throw in a final exam, (which takes place on my birthday), and you have a week of weeks.

Reading Clerk

The Reading Clerk currently reading the Kucinich Resolution (the 35 articles detailing impeachable offenses committed by George W. Bush) on C-SPAN is fantastic. I could never do that job. When Kucinich himself read the whole thing yesterday it took five hours. You have to admire the man for writing up something of that magnitude. And yet, his only confirmed supporter is Congressman Robert Wexler.

But back to my point, this reading clerk is on a level of greatness I cannot even begin to express. I have never even seen her on C-SPAN before. Yes, I watch C-SPAN.