The red womb has been successfully delivered to Shoe Diva as promised, and she's much happier. Sure, she's not all glammed up or anything, but that's okay. It's midnight, after all.I think that I've got a few more wombs to make, and a small presentation tomorrow in linguistics about the sentence "I remembered the German class of my mother's brother" in Greek. After that, I've got some Plutarch to read in Greek [imagine that], and then some good ol' fashioned weekend. Of course, the weekend will be filled with such things as recitals and The Vagina Monologues. And, of course, getting to see Beth again for the third time in a little more than a week. How lucky can I get?
Pretty damn.
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