For some reason, this past semester has caused me to have a lot of discussions about mustaches. I think it's because one of my co-workers is growing one which has led me to pay more attention to the people around me with them and has also led to all the interns looking up pictures of the mustache competition. We have also been led onto events like the mustache growing competition to raise money for charity. I guess I wad finally prompted to discuss this because I just saw a man in the library coffee shop with a beard i just don't understand. I am not a fan of facial hair at all and as a result I have great respect for the wives of these bearded men. I also just don't understand. A well groomed beard or mustache can be fine, but I don't get it when they are not well groomed and just look gross. It is still hair, and like the hair on your head, it should be neat if you want to be taken seriously. There are very few men that need facial hair, some really do or else they look way too young but for the vast majority, it is unnecessary.
So more about this library. It can be really frustrating sometimes because there are so many places to study but there are only a limited number of outlets. It can be very frustrating since most computer batteries don't last very long. I understand that there are certain places that are perceived to be okay for it to talk. That is fine, but the privilege shouldn't be abused. In Linderman, it is okay to talk a little and whisper but no one yells like they do here. The other night, it was so loud, it was impossible to hear myself think and I have a very loud thinking voice. It was probably a good thing that I wasn't doing real work at the time. To actually get some work done, I have to go hide in the lowest level of the library where my phone doesn't work and there are very few outlets. It might be easier to concentrate here but that doesn't mean I get very much done anyway... I am kind of a procrastinator, if we didn't figure this out already.
I'm super excited to see some family next weekend! Actually, all sorts of family, some of whom I haven't seen in a while. Plus, I get to hang out with my favorite two and half year old.
