It's that time of year again, the time where a man's fancy turns to the carelessly lain burdens that he has placed upon himself and demands respite from weekly tasks. In other words, it's the end of the semester and I really have to work on papers. One for aesthetics, one for Levinas Seminar, and one for Metaphysics of Bio Ethics; and all of them due by the end (or mid) of next week at the latest. We'll resume next week when I need a break from writing the above three to learn about what passes for being an original gangsta in La Push.
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