Some kind of triumphant return.
A break, from writing and from the part of my head that the writing comes from, was just what I needed – the bad guys were closing in and I needed to reload my Kalashnikov. But I’m back, reloaded and revitalized. The last week has been a strange and distorted trip down memory lane, in addition to being a crunch week for school and things. I let my coursework for this term pile up for two months and am now finally diving into this veritable bath of formulae. Wish me luck.
posted by Anacryon at 11:58 AM
2 Comments:
I very much in the same academic boat, good luck with the catch-up work.
Also, let me know next time you make a triumphant return...I will bust out my trumpet. Every man, needs a horn section when he enters the city.
*laughs* I'd offer you the same, but i don't think you'd want to hear me try to play a brass instrument.
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