I'm now in COLLEGE! Which explains why I'm not really that involved in fandom, for the moment. But rest assured, higher education can't keep me away for long. (I think. Those 6AM work-study shifts might, though.) And If I owe you stuff, I'm working on getting it to you.

Bloddy sodding hell. I never thought I'd say this, but I never want to read another history in my life. I think I've spent almost two weeks in a delirium of accents, strange grammar structures, and trying - and failing, miserably - to explain my research verbally in something other than a jumble of short es and blaighs in an American accent. Thank god at least most of the analyses of the Cumann na mBan (basically, the women's IRA) are in English, and I only have to contend with names and places, which still have far too many letters. Máire Nic Shiúblaigh, for instance. I know there must be a logical way to pronounce it but for the life of me I cannot figure out how.

I must say, I have real sympathy for all these historians, because according to them, during the time they are studying, the push for the Irish language was so strong that the Cumann na mBan secretaries were instructed to relay all their internal messages in it. Ouch.

(And yes, like every other speaker of American English, I am incredibly obnoxious when it comes to language! It's like that old joke that my teacher's linguist wife tells: What do you call someone who speaks two languages; three languages; many languages; one language? Answer: bilingual, trilingual, polyglot, American.)

In other news: sorry, internets. I've been pretty much dead to everything that isn't a) term papers, b) college applications, c) play rehearsal, or d) SAT I and II review. (Though at least with the last, I'm almost done with, and what I have gotten back is pretty good, I think, in the high 700s. Which of course makes my 500s math score suck further.) ...But I promise I'll emerge from this! Eventually!