Well, I have sufficiently wasted some time playing with my web sites. I DON”T WANNA WRITE AN EXAM!!! Troy actually did dishes. I am impressed. However, I am in no mood to decipher the difference between an amphibrach and an amphimacer anytime soon. I’m also sick of dactyls and spondees and throchees and hypercatalectic endings. I just hope that when I walk into that room I am not going to draw a blank! My exam is at 7pm. How strange is that? Wish me luck I’m going to go read the poems again.