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Well, I've got an hour before I need to leave for school. I really, really don't want to do homework. I used up all of my responsible-time-managment skills last semester. Screw you! I say, screw you!

Except now I'm kinda bored. I tried spinning, but my thumb on my left hand has that thing where the skin is pulling away from the nail so spinning is pretty painful. And I can't spin right-handed (weird considering how I'm usually mostly right handed). I don't really wanna sew because I could easily get all caught up in it and miss my bus. I guess I could start some more tatting or something. Blarg.

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Today was one of those days that reminded me why I still bother going to class. Though this is unlikely to appear on the test, it will live on forever in my memories as one of the coolest things about the Roman era.

They farmed mice.

Also, I now know how much purple silk would've cost back then.

I'm now going to have to write a story about a Roman mice farmer.

That is all.