Is the title of a play by menander, only partly extant, and which I should really have prepared for my next tutorial at midday. Ho hum. Winging it once again! Nothing wrong with a bit of emergency greek though, as the bishop undoubtedly has at some point said to the actress. Well, what do I have in the way of news?
My parents are coming up this evening to visit me, which will be interesting. I need to convince them that I am happy - which I am, so there shouldn't be a problem there - and that liverpool isn't totally crap. That one is going to be a little more difficult, because we're going to have to walk through Church Street late on a friday evening (think the feeding scene from Dawn of the Dead, but with scousers instead of zombies). What else? work goes acceptable well, although I have a Big Scary Essay in this wednesday so I'm going to have to spend some quality time in the library.

I haven't really got time to write much more, so I'll sign off here. More later!