August 7, 2020


i had thought today might be a Truly Disastrous day for the Progress of Science (and Political Philosophy, come to that) but hell’s bells, less than four weeks to the first exam, and eight papers over 2 weeks, it’s not even funny anymore. unaccustomed as i am to slogging, i’d better become quickly inured.

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partbwoes1 cooked an enormous bowl of pork-and-tunghoon gyoza in piping hot broth, to succour myself through another all-nighter. sometimes i feel bouts of