Oh look, it's March. The second day of March, none the less.

Wow, look how the time flies. *total lack of enthusiasm*

I have papers due next week. Why am I incapable of taking the good advice I was repeatedly given? *cries*

It's gonna be a long day.

*pokes Aquinas, who is giving Machiavelli a funny look*
You two, get along. I have to fit both of you into a paper.
*Aquinas and Machiavelli go stand in different corners of the room and don't look at each other*
Sigh.