my knee's gone down from being the size of a grapefruit to merely the size of a large pomegranate.
this is progress.
progress is coming in other venues of life, too. i think. either idealisation of what you don't have is at play, or absolute sincerity. what to do with it, however, nobody knows still.
anyone know of any job openings around vancouver for someone with a background in historical research particularly in european history?
(if you can't pose bizarre semi-hypothetical requests on a blog, where the hell else will you do it?)