I can’t seem to resist trying to put into words the nuances of a Saturday morning or the character of a grouchy day. Maybe if I practice, something useful will come of it.

I love rambling walking adventures, think of Bach as a personal friend, and am generally in it for the pie crust. I have read Gaudy Night about once a year since I was 14.

I am a graduate student in mathematics who sometimes has a hard time keeping her eyes on math.

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