And Frustratingly General Statements Regarding the Present

Marisa and I are awake, which is true without being remarkable, but tomorrow we are going to Ohio. We are going as much to Ohio as you can go without accidentally overshooting and going to, for example, Kentucky, which is another trip for other times, including but not limited to the past. Marisa is writing a blog post, and I am writing a Wikipedia article about a Bohemian noble family that was important until 1634, when the last one died. So, read Marisa's blog, and have needlessly picky questions about the past, kind readers. This is the sort of space we can fill in your lives at this moment.

This Is True

The fact that I am wearing contacts, and so can see, is making me feel as if I've already accomplished something today. As if, even now, I am accomplishing something.


P.S. I have longer things to say. In time.

Wanted

For this summer, some sort of dress-option which, while seeming completely ordinary in any context I choose to inhabit, obscures all flesh which indicates to any significant degree any information regarding one's genetic inheritance or personal behavioral inclinations. Forearms are fine, even including wrists, due to the extremely low concentration of Romantic poets in Ann Arbor, based on close observation and collection of data. This has been inspired by a woman I just saw wearing a dress over some short drawstring pants with sandals. She's getting there, but there's a long way to go.


Also, beyond comfort, serendipity, and new love, reading Greek produces the best general feeling I can think of, especially since only one of those three is readily available.