The madness stops here.

I have betrayed myself.

Today, I have bought two new books: The Odyssey by Homer and a collection of short stories by Anton Chekhov. Two more additions to my ever-growing and seemingly-neverending reading list. I could not resist! Luckily the Oscar Wilde dramas were a bit damaged otherwise I’d have gotten that too.

Then, I had to sit through this, I don’t know what to call it, let’s just say Thingummy for about 4-5 hours. I regret that. But one shouldn’t spend too much time regretting. Now it is midnight and Garlic’s irritating countdown is ringing in my ears.

I was planning on writing something else. I even sketched out an outline in my head on the way home, but obviously, the madness must stop here. So, I promise most solemnly, that I, Ann Spam, will discontinue blogging until the 4th of December. I will still come online to check my mail and stuff, but no blogging. It distracts me (see, now I randomly sketch outlines wherever I am) and it does take quite a while. Rereading snippets of Everything Is Illuminated will have to help keep my sanity intact. Somebody please remind me to write out what I initally sketched out after the Period of Silly Tests.

Something from Oscar Wilde’s works keeps coming to mind: The world is a stage, but its actors are badly cast. That’s a nice wad of thought to chew on.

Till then, farewell.

I will miss this. Sorely.