Gone Girl


Upon completion and deliverance of two presentations last week, I have decided it is possible to have social anxiety while simultaneously being a talented presenter. Perhaps it is the "teacher" in me.

I have one written final and a final review for studio this week. I need to edit and mail a fellowship application. I should probably work to finish She before I break for semester; it would be nice for another project to be on my application.

Instead of working, I read Gone Girl and will spend the free spaces in my mind analyzing it.