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OK, sunday100 challenges are fun. Though exactly 100 words? Real killer. Anyway, if you want, you can check out my attempt. This week's challenge was "Reflections." (Have I completely lost the ability to type, I wonder? cyeck, thois . . . Perhaps, perhaps.)

Ooh, displacement

Gee, as if I haven't got enough displacement already. Why is it that I can think of lots of amorphous but cool-seeming thoughts while I'm reading articles on a subject and wandering aimlessly around campus, and when I actually sit down to write out my ideas I just get a discouraging blank and am forced to find solace in completely irrelevant activities?

Which are ( here )

Must think about Callimachus, must think about Callimachus. And paeans. And... ugh...

(No discouraged mood icon? This is a bad thing!)