oh woe, tiny violins and all
Three months after a spectacular quarter last spring, I am now at, what I believe to be, an academic impasse.
Also, in spite of what everyone and their mother - literally - says to me, I still have no desire to go to France next year. And that's all I have to say on that matter, really.
So, because I don't actually have anything to say, here's an excerpt from an iChat conversation I had the other day:
Also, in spite of what everyone and their mother - literally - says to me, I still have no desire to go to France next year. And that's all I have to say on that matter, really.
So, because I don't actually have anything to say, here's an excerpt from an iChat conversation I had the other day: