My name's at the bottom, but I'm nowhere to be found

[sovay]

I had no idea of the origins of the word "bumf." Leo Marks in Between Silk and Cyanide: A Codemaker's War, 1941–1945 (1998) spells it "bumph" and uses it to mean paperwork, busywork, bureaucratic static of all kinds. The change in spelling, of course, makes it harder to link to its etymology, but I bet he would have agreed thoroughly if he'd known.

I wish I had seen any of these instances of cross-cast female Shakespeare. So many of these productions look so great.

Somehow this is also a busy week and I have a really sore throat, which I am uneasily not confident is all the product of accidentally inhaling a piece of almond peanut butter cup last night. I swear I wouldn't die if I got a break. I might even enjoy it.

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[nineweaving]

Those balletic hamsters look adorable.

I hope your throat responds to soothing potations (honey and lemon? toddies? iced drinks?).

Nine

[sovay]

I hope your throat responds to soothing potations (honey and lemon? toddies? iced drinks?).

Thank you. I had to do a three-and-a-half-hour rehearsal on nothing but hot water and cough drops, but I seem to have survived. I am now home and not talking extensively to people.