Day 2 of my exams is here, and I'm getting some serious cabin fever. My entire house looks like a library threw up. I'm getting cramps in my thumbs from hitting the space bar on my computer. And I'm kicking myself for actually suggesting to a committee member that I was interested in Patristic theodicy. As it turned out, he took me seriously. Damn.
For your viewing enjoyment, here is a picture of where my mind's at-- not in sixth century Ravenna, not in Geatland, and certainly not in Purgatory. It's west of Meeteetsee, playing in the snow.
So, just for grins and giggles, here's a picture of a whitetail buck giving you the raspberry. When my father and I got this shot, we were pleasantly surprised at how nicely he posed for us-- normally whitetails are spooky things.
I have him on my screensaver with a bunch of other photos, and when I get sick of writing, I put them on the screen to soothe my battered graduate-student psyche...
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