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I actually looked at my calender, because I'm a dork like that, and I noticed that I haven't blogged since about a month ago. And I keep telling myself that I'll update this, and never, ever do.
And uh...yeah. I think Cicero is lulling me into a false sense of security, because we're now on Chapter two of his first oration against Cataline, and I haven't wanted to claw my eyes brain out with a rusty metal spoon named Spartacus. (I think you still read this, Spache, and I think you're the only one who would get that last part.) From what I've heard, it gets much, much worse. I distinctly remember feeling like this when we started Caesar too, and that became progressively less-fun as time went on.
I'd like to mention that I just noticed the "Autosaved draft at *insert time*" that surely was not there the last time I updated. Where were you when I had written out some crazy-long entry, then my computer froze?! Eh?! At any rate, it's there now, which is mighty swell.
AND! Yesterday = five months. Eks dee!
And uh...yeah. I think Cicero is lulling me into a false sense of security, because we're now on Chapter two of his first oration against Cataline, and I haven't wanted to claw my eyes brain out with a rusty metal spoon named Spartacus. (I think you still read this, Spache, and I think you're the only one who would get that last part.) From what I've heard, it gets much, much worse. I distinctly remember feeling like this when we started Caesar too, and that became progressively less-fun as time went on.
I'd like to mention that I just noticed the "Autosaved draft at *insert time*" that surely was not there the last time I updated. Where were you when I had written out some crazy-long entry, then my computer froze?! Eh?! At any rate, it's there now, which is mighty swell.
AND! Yesterday = five months. Eks dee!