It is currently snowing. Great huge white flakes of snow are falling to the earth and sticking. Actually sticking. K. has regained her will to live and I am cursing the fact that I must go onto campus and fetch thirty-odd essays about Dostoevsky that I will then mark. I'd much rather sit on my office and look at the pretty pictures in the aptly titled Lermontov in portraits and illustrations.


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