The walls are all this clean modern white. The carpet’s grey with beige stripes. The walls between study areas are all glass with faint grey writing so people don’t walk through them. There are lots of snow-covered Canadian landscapes on the walls. Everything’s minimalist. It’s like the platonic ideal of bland good taste.

I’m at the only computer in the “Information Commons” with a black keyboard and mouse. It’s my favourite one.

Curse my computer for being broken and keeping me prisoner in this keyboarding clicking hell.

My head feels like it was stuffed with cotton. I’m gonna go watch TV, I don’t care what.