4th Floor Mugar

Its Sunday, and I'm up on Mugar Memorial Library's esteemed 4th floor doing a little procrastinating and I'm starting to feel like I'm in some sort of other dimension.

The weirdest shit happens up here.

First thing I see when the elevator lets me off is a man, about 40 years old, sitting at a cuby, using a full sized stereo to listen to the radio. No joke. I'm talking ghetto blaster status. This thing was plugged in and everything. When he realized that I was about to join him, he was courteous enough to attach his 1990, Sony over hear headphones in. Good man.

After setting up shop in my own respective cubical, I notice some activity in my perifs. I take a quick glance to my right and catch a glimpse of a full fledged make out sesh by a younger asian couple in between the book shelves. Hm. I mean whatever floats your boat I guess.

And last but not least, after my first hour or so here, i was comforted by the site of two mice scurrying past me, apparently scavenging for a little dinner this evening.

What a place.