When I was a student at Harvard, I was unhappily studying as a premed and so tried to avoid studying as much as possible. One reliable method was to go to a library and take a nap. This worked pretty well except sometimes I snored. Finding the right library became a past time my boyfriend and I enjoyed as a procrastination technique. We knew there were a zillion libraries on campus — 90 is what Wikipedia says — and we’d hunt down a different library every day.