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no matter where Class was far less eventful than it was on Tuesday. I kept my comments focused more on the language of the novel than on other larger social issues. At this point I am sure that Miss Zealot probably thinks that I am a freak, but that doesn't bother me. What does bother me slightly is that J Crew girl and her seem to be friends and often start to congratulate one another when one of them brings a certain point to light in the course of the class. Hearing Miss Zealot do a very theatrical reading from the book that we are discussing in class did almost push me over the edge today. Yes, I like to be melodramatic, but I do it to be funny. She almost seemed sincere in her reading. Maybe this antagonism I feel towards Miss Zealot is really pent up sexual tension. No. I don't think so. Sigh. Maybe I should give Party Girl a call. At least we seemed to understand each other when we talked. ... The following is the reason why I love to read The New Yorker: "They exist because behind the paper ballerinas of the virtual and the light-footed electronic lurk, unseen, the steadfast tin soldiers of the heavy machinery." Adam Gopnik was describing a switch hotel and something so sterile suddenly became interesting to me.
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