I feel back where I belong: at a table piled high with books in multiple languages, an on-line Latin dictionary open at all times, the spell-checker going crazy with all the Latin words. It would be so easy to put everything into just this one class and do nothing else.
That would be bad.
I have to turn the Comment (could this one please be the last draft?) in on Monday, when cite-check begins. I have to write that paper. I have three other classes. I have to leave now, to go have a nice dinner with TFL to celebrate our anniversary and his birthday. Better (very) late than never, right? Right?
Just a few more lines about those ever-practical Romans...