I just remembered something. In the library at Grinnell, there are these really wide, dome shaped lamps, with just this dome around a light bulb that is screwed into the center. I can't remember if they're all over the library or just inside the study cubby. But anyways, they are always covered with little graffiti underneath the dome, and when you are sitting there you only have to tilt your head a little to read all of the graffitis. Damn those lamps! I wasted so much time reading graffiti in the library. It's not just the study cubby either. The bathroom is full of interesting graffiti, including a discussion about the ethics of leaving your pee in the toilet to preserve water (is it sterile, is it rude, etc.), a (long) list of countries that Grinnellians have been to, and an Obama v. Hilary discussion. In the basement girls bathroom, there is even more to look at, including the famous naked body prints in paint on the wall, discussions of body image, lists of cute boys, girls and professors, and random gossip, warnings about sketchy guys, poetry, and drawings.
The bathroom and lamp graffiti is not new news by any means, but I just realized that looking under those dome lamps occupied a significant amount of my time at Grinnell, and I can recognize its absence. Which is just a dumb way of saying I don't exactly miss it, well kind of, but I notice its gone now just like Cheez-Its are gone, or just like warm cheap gross things (usually with cheese) from 24 hour restaurants are gone.
But yeah, maybe some corned beef hash and faux-Mexican breakfast platter at 4 in the morning DOES sound a little good right now.
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