Once again, sitting surrounded by books in a flimsy carousel with that fake granite table top. Gotta say, it feels good to be back, although the heavily dreadlocked dude sitting next to me is absolutely drenched in cologne. As in it's probably adding a few ounces onto his weight and jamming my eyes like an onion.... What ever happened to frumpy studying in sweatshirts and slippers? On that note, somehow all the nerds got replaced by really hot extras from a WB sitcom on college life. The student population is at least four degree hotter than memory. Also there is cheap sushi. And free photocopies. And $2 lattes... Paradiso But??