
Journal Monica's Journal: ...just reading 1
so this weekend, instead of going somewhere like morgantown or winston-salem, i stayed around here. hanging out with my charleston friends was ok, except that --and i'm sure you know the feeling-- sometimes being around people for too long, you just get tired of them and testy. that happened. but otherwise it was ok.
eating out at chinese was good fun. lee, the resident aryan pentacostal kid, flirted with the heavily-acented 24-year-old petite chinese waitress. she was talking about surnames and given names, and he told her his name. she said "why you have chinese name?" then she told him that lee was such a common family name in china, he had 3 million brothers and sisters.
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on saturday i read Elie Wiesel's Night. i've wanted to for a long time. it's powerful. the holocaust is weird. i've always been interested in it. horrified, of course, that people could do that. but how?
since the book isn't all that well written, i kinda felt like the holocaust was in a fictional world far away. movies like Life is Beautiful and Schindler's List tend to bring it home more for me.
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anyway, work is going really well even tho i still don't think they're sure what to give a good undergrad intern to do. they have all the judge final decisions since 1985 or so, and i've been assigned the task of reading them, determining the cause of action (type of discrimination and whether it was failure to hire, wrongful termination, a hostile work environment, etc.) and indexing them. which is cool because i get to read every decision the civil rights division has had in the last 17 years.
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the only problems with my apartment are that it's too small to entertain much, there's no screen on the bathroom window, the air conditioning has stopped being cool, and there's a big-ass fly flying around.
and the landlord is incredibly unresponsive. i'll call him to fix stuff, and sometimes i'll come home and it's fixed, but i sent him a letter about the static on my phone line 3 weeks ago and i've heard nothing. eh. at least it's mine.
what a cow you are. (Score:1)
i need to read sometimes. it's your fault, you take all of my g-d time.