I wish more of the females I found inspirational were actually real and not just in books. I wonder what that would be like.
Part A: I think Erasmus is my new theological bro.
Part B: Also, slept outside last night, low of 21 degrees, woke up with frost on my bivy sack and it was great. There’s a Christmas tree and a fire burning on the hearth in the meeting hall, and it actually is starting to feel like Christmas season.
So Cal can suck it.
Part C: There’s nothing that can take away the notion of impending doom like the sweetest freckle-faced ginger girl you ever did see and her innocence of the concept of finals week—and instead showing you all the acorns in her pockets.
Part D: I have now been given the title of “Lady Inspiration,” Viscountess by His Grace Lord Noble. Nothin’ like being in the nobility.
For the League.