Book reviews, film anaylses, and general hysterics from a waitress turned historian.
Friday, November 1, 2013
I'm not sure I have anyone to write me a letter of recommendation. My current advisers have been less than moved by me since I got sick. He Who Cannot Be Named won't offer and I can't ask...so here I sit. I'm pretty sure my life might be over...and I feel ready to end it.