my dog show errata exclusively found here, as part of my program to have five different blogs at once
did a thing @Classical again, in which I watched all the commercials during an NFL game and compiled my feelings about it in pseudo-essay form.
“There are so many conventional ideas in the world,” Nadyezhda Fyodorovna went on, “and life is not so easy as it seems.”
Before going out for the evening she had tied Laevsky’s cravat for him, and that simple action filled her soul with tenderness and sorrow.
She would live in some far remote place, would work and send Laevsky, “anonymously,” money, embroidered shirts, and tobacco, and would return to him only in old age or if he were dangerously ill and needed a nurse.