Get up in the morning and drive to school. The southern left coast is quite nice in the morning. Then go to class and be entertained by a somewhat sardonic British guy whose actually American but his father, who was in the service, "buggered off" when he was a kid so he was raised by his mother, and later, go on a treasure hunt for the books for class. One of the books is hard to find but there's this little hole-in-the-wall library, kinda shabby, you didn't know about before, it's got a tiny parking lot and is close to a psychic, and they have it! And the librarians are surprisingly friendly, and there's little kids eating popcorn and taking over the library and ducking behind the "haunted house" curtains thrown over the stacks and a dancing electronic skeleton that sings "The worms crawl in the worms crawl out..."
The book, the object of the treasure hunt, is Sin and Syntax.
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