For like a week now I've felt like I had something in my throat. That's no fun. Even coughing doesn't get rid of it. And now I can't stop coughing.
Just finished reading The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison. Disturbing and beautiful. That woman's writing still amazes me. I've only read two of her books, but there's a reason she's won the Pulitzer and the Nobel prize for lit. Amazing.
Now I should be reading other stuff. I have to do a presentation on Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison next week. Should be interesting, but I don't know what to say (and I don't know if I'll finish it in time). Also, I'm going to be observed on Wednesday for my English class. I'm a little intimidated, but lately discussion has been going well. So hopefully it will continue to go well. Ah graduate school. So many hoops to jump through, so little time.