Letters to Euturpe: 34

Well. It’s been a long week and my brain has taken in all the information it can handle and is about to crash. I’ve spent the afternoon on training for Things, plural, so there’s double the fun rattling around. It’s cool. Nothing to see here.

Um… there’s been poetry, and also a plot. Schemes are afoot as ever and I’m considering devising an Experiment. I’d tell you what the Experiment is but that would negate it.

Anyway. Song lyric of the week comes from Taylor Swift, Girl At Home. It lodged itself in my brain, wretched earworms.

It would be a fine proposition
If I was a stupid girl.


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