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Puff-puff. Fear not, this is only a short mental stretching break between a newly-minted Paradise Lost reading journal, in which I analizzled it up in the the hiz-ouse, or something, and hopefully another page of slogging through my last essay. It's sadly unbrilliant--basically arguing that Theseus personifies reason and the oppressive patriarchy, and that MSD shows him defeated, because hey, it's a topsy turvy world with a forest full of fairies. I am not, at the moment, particularly in awe at my creative capabilities.

Maybe I should just make a nest of clean laundry and limp dryer cloths and burrow down in it, to hide from the world. It's snowing again, you know.