In everything in my life I am spot on prompt and if I'm ever late to meet a friend I profusely apologize and I'm terribly upset with myself. I consider it incredibly rude to be late on anything...except returning library books. I've paid the LA country library probably $500 in late charges in my whole life. Ridiculous how 5 cents a day adds up. What's really annoying is the books weren't even that good. Typically they're books like knitting or books on meditation that for a moment I thought I could connect with...and they sit on my desk waiting to be read...then 8 weeks goes by....then an episode of Gossip Girl just consumes me.. and gee, I guess I can't ignore the reminder emails. See the cycle. Thank god I've moved on to digital books on my Stanza reader.

I have written 5 papers about Woolf's book and to this day I still have not finished reading it. I don't get it. She's in a boat. She's going the lighthouse. So much subtext. I can't deal.