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I'm in that icky stage of having a cold not where everything hurts, but where my muscles feel constantly agitated, and despite being exhausted, just being still is nearly impossible. I hate it, but I have dance class now, which should either be a good or bad idea.

I finished the Hornblower novels last night, and at a given point I'll have more to say about them on everything from copy editing to character developments. Ultimately though, what really interests me about them as a writer is this guy sat down and came up with a character and then wrote his entire damn life. It's the sort of thing I have a propensity towards, and it's interesting to me when others have the same pathology.