procrastination is the best invention in the universe. all praise the first being which consciously pushed back doing something necessary until a later date!
anyway i finally got the books i ordered, and which i neglected to tell you poor dears about. i bought The Mysteries of Udolpho, some Gogol stories, a little teeny weency book of Oscar Wilde's stories, and this (heartbreakingly thin) volume containing three gothic novels, these being The Castle of Otranto, which i say is overrated; the Vampyre, which i say was much, much too brief; and Vathek, which i haven't read yet.
just under an hour ago i fed sula and evie some peas. i'm waiting to see if they barf, so that i know to slink upstairs before someone makes me clean it up.

but those projects! the damnable black cloud hangs over my head, day and night! i get no rest! for half my summer vacation i'm going to be walking around twitching, thinking that i have projects due that DON'T EXIST! and oh, the pain!