Notes Composed After An Abortive Trip to Bobst Library

To the Powers That Be at NYU: Build a Grad Library now please.

To the architect of Bobst Library: I could live with the bleak panopticon design, if there were more outlets available at the desks. As it is, 45 minutes of wandering around looking for a place to park with my laptop left me wanting to kill myself. Seriously, next time you do a library, think light, think fuzzy, think thousands of kids with laptops.

To the numbers of undergrads wandering around gabbing on your cell phones: If you are the jerks who have left your dell, backpack, wallet, and ipod unattended to have an angsty conversation with your mom/dad/best friend/boyfriend/frenemy/current crush/latest hookup: Please be aware that I am one more afternoon away from stealing your money and wiping your hard drive.

To the lone person WITHOUT a laptop sitting at the large table near an outlet near the best sunny window: You deserve to DIE.

Thank you,

Me.