I've been writing
blizzardseason quotes all over my sketch stuff for good luck (along with my own ominously deranged comments, but never mind those).
So I spent four hours in Scott Library the other day, and it was glorious. Being in a five-storey building with hundreds of thousands of books is just. JUST. I don't know, amazing. (I walked by a few groups of people muttering about having to "waste time" in the library. Ahahaha, THE PLEBS.) Anyway, I researched the Quetzalcoatl legend; will elaborate for no reason shortly, I'm sure. Good times were had, in an all-around bad time of the year.
GROUP PRESENTATION, YOU SAY? WHAT GROUP WOULD THAT BE? HOW DOES THE CONCEPT OF A GROUP APPLY WHEN THESE PEOPLE JUST SIT AROUND AND WAIT FOR ME TO MAKE DECISIONS? GOOD THING I'M NOT LETTING IT IRRITATE ME. CAPS CAPS CAPS.
Uh huh. Anyone playing/played Assassin's Creed? Any lurkers, any innocent bystanders? I GRAB YOU; I AM SOMEWHAT DESPERATE FOR DISCUSSION. Squawk.