Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, May 08, 2002

We appear to be back in working order. Your guess is as good as mine.

My lower back feels as though it's been compressed. I need yoga. Or to hang by my toes from the ceiling for a while. Lacking opposable toes, I guess yoga will have to do. Anyone know any good spine-stretching poses?

In completely unrelated news, I want a corset. Really, really, really.

I got my short Machiavelli essay back yesterday. I'd put in a second footnote 23, just "Fnord". He'd picked up on it - it was circled and there was a question mark beside it. That made me giggle, and run down the corridor just to find that Je wasn't in and couldn't appreciate it.

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