Balrog of Hardcore Geekery, waiting on the bridge

I'm about to start talking about my dissertation. ( Fly, you fools! )

*prods self*

Have decided that I can get away with making my two fragmentary chapters into one chapter (see previous post).
This is good. This makes my life ever so much easier.

Must get up, take shower, eat something, and edit Chapter Three.

I hope y'all don't mind serving as my Superego-in-Aethera, but if I post it, I'll do it. (And I apologize also for the bastard dog-Latin kludge, but I'm too damn lazy to figure out the proper way to translate "internet" into Latin, so I'm going by way of the old "Ethernet" and a bad pun. Classics majors should never be let loose on the real world.)

Right. I'm gone.

Ka-ching!

Have edited Chapter Three. That and a ridiculously long nap ate up the afternoon. However, I refuse to be upset with myself for failing to exceed my goals.

Also put the bits of the Elizabethan and Jacobean chapter together, so at least I've got things organized.

Reading I Capture the Castle for the first time, interspersed with Have His Carcase for the (n+1)th time. Have to stop reading ICtC periodically because I'm over-invested.

A little delayed childhood here, nothing to worry about

heres_luck rocks the house down. She got me Faith.

MH, who also rocketh utterly and is cleverer with his hands than I, got Faith to hold her crossbow. She's standing on my printer with her crossbow aimed at the door. Darth Vader looks very small and nervous next to her.

What's even better is that the Alien Queen, my pride and joy, is approximately in scale. Now if I could just get her to stay upright in all her Gigerish glory instead of performing elaborate back-flips ... Hey, I'd pay to watch Alien vs. Slayer on Pay-Per-View.