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Yesterday at lunch, I picked up a couple books that I had requested through the library: "The Devil in the White City" by Erik Larson, and Barack Obama's "Dreams from my Father." Both were recommended by people I know.
Meanwhile, I'm still working on Paul Krugman's "Conscience of a Liberal." Almost done.
It's nice to have time to read non-school books. The current books all seem to relate to my last history class. (I saw this week that I got the earned "A" for the class.)
Thanks to the library, I'm a little embarrassed to read Obama's book in public. They put their Dewey decimal sticker on the spine, as usual. Now the title on the spine reads "Dreams from my Fat."
Meanwhile, I'm still working on Paul Krugman's "Conscience of a Liberal." Almost done.
It's nice to have time to read non-school books. The current books all seem to relate to my last history class. (I saw this week that I got the earned "A" for the class.)
Thanks to the library, I'm a little embarrassed to read Obama's book in public. They put their Dewey decimal sticker on the spine, as usual. Now the title on the spine reads "Dreams from my Fat."
