Finding a good place to study has becoming more and more of an issue of late, as Krazy Konstruction Workers of NYC have led a largely successful coup d’état on the medical school library. So I’m sitting in the library of the education school at the undergrad campus; every time I come here, I am awed by the sheer luxury of the place. In addition to the usual long tables and ergonomic highback chairs, there are about a dozen armchairs with granite-inlaid occasional tables. Cherry wood bookcases. Twenty foot ceilings. One of the other floors has nothing BUT armchairs, each of which has a cupholder and moveable desk.
Whichever alum paid for all this: send me an email with your bank account information. I know a Nigerian prince in desperate need of some petty cash. You will be handsomely rewarded!!!111!
(And by Nigerian prince, I mean, of course, starving med student. Same thing, right?)
This envy-fest brought to you by utter boredom with pharmacology.