Congratulations to me, I woke up on time today! I ate my breakfast, caught my bus, and even had time to get coffee and print out my essay in the library before heading up to the third floor for work. I was right on time, but my boss was running a little late, so I hung out in the reading room in the archives and learned about papyri. It was pretty cool. Then I finally got to work for the first time, editing the catalogue list of documents owned by Hasan Fathy but not written by him. He was a famous Egyptian architect, you can read more about him here. The catalogue was legible, but inconsistently formatted and with a lot of mistakes made by the person who wrote it out, who definitely wasn't a native speaker of English and had probably never heard of MLA format. I basically have to work through the whole thing (twelve boxes of documents) and double check all the information between the catalogue, the folder labels, and the documents themselves, then fix all the mistakes in some consistent way. Should be fun. And for two dollars an hour, the Rare Books and Archives department is certainly getting their money's worth.
On my way to the bus this morning, I ran into a car and hurt my hand, scraping a bunch of skin off. Ouch. It'll probably be an impressive blue or purple tomorrow. I hope so, at least. Bruises aren't any fun if no one else knows they're there.
Maggie and I ate dinner in the cafeteria tonight, and met a new friend. Yay.
|courtyard cat decided to join us (no, i didn't give him that food)|
|going to stalk someone else for scraps|
That was pretty much my whole day. Fun fun fun all around. On the other hand, after tomorrow, I get a whole day off, with no essay to work on or anything! As long as I never see that damn cat again.
*You know that kid's book It's Like This, Cat? My version goes It's Like This, Cat: Get Away From Me And I Won't Call Security to Kick Your Kitty Butt Out of the Dorms For Good. Pretty catchy, huh?