Wednesday is a hard day for me anyway, since I start so early and end so late, but this Wednesday I just kinda want to curl up and die. Stupid weather. Stupid looming exams. Stupid existential crisis.
I am apparently incapable of writing anything. Hooray!
magistrate: I want to write a fic with hefty emotional/moral/political/historical issues
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If you're willing to put up with my random complaints about bizarre grammatical structures and my love/hate relationship with Ionic dialect, I can totally translate. Or teach you bare bones grammar, enough to cobble together your sociolect. Because Ancient Greek is awesome. And because you already have enough to do without having to spend too much time on this.
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Man, if you're willing to endure my ranting about Sanskrit, I can endure your ranting about Greek. That's what we should do. We should have nice, civilized evenings where we get together, enjoy tea and scones, and spin off vitriolic diatribes about our languages of choice.
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