Sunday, July 06, 2003
Got up early to take Zina to the airport this morning. As I was listening to her talk to Catherine about what she could expect to be doing once she finally got home, I realized anew how glad I was that I got out of Russian/Soviet studies. The futility of Russian life is simply overwhelming. Just spending the occasional forty-five minutes with it makes me want to bang my head against a very hard object.
Posted by JR at 7:21 PM