Close, but no cigar (yet). Work on front matter and such is starting.
There is a beautiful polish archaeologist teaching my Anthropology class on the pre-Pharonic and Pharonic eras in Egypt. She is a hardcore academic. Yow.
I am, I am, I am.
No… I wonder. Why did she have to turn into her mother? Every now and then, I can’t help but wonder why. I guess I’ll always wonder.