I've been having a pretty good week so far, despite the fact that I've got a ton to do in the next 10 days. Having finished my philo paper at midnight last night, I got 8 hours of sleep, and woke up in time to take a shower, blow-dry my hair, and still
have time for a Starbucks run before class. Even the pouring rain made me feel more like Gene Kelly than a drowned cat. Then, I stepped into Starbucks, which has become the most Christmas-y locale on campus, after the Alumni Chapel (which looks like a Macy's). Among the early-morning chatter of baristas and students, what do I hear, but the one sound that could really kill my happiness.
Yoko Ono on the Christmas Muzak.