I am overwhelmed. Ancient Greek is overwhelming.
In other news, went to see a poetry prof for some help with "direction" (that's what they're calling it). She called me Wendy.

I have a long essay to write. A long portfolio to hand in. A collection of verbs, stems, declensions and other relevant things to memorize. Oh, and some myth tests to correct, which I continue to work on and which seem to elude completion for some reason.

I may just implode. Correction, I am imploding. I may explode.

My Montreal jazz-type radio station is all static.