I know I've pretty much commented about HBP on everyone else's blog, but a sudden thought that came to me recently: 

Dumbledore's throwaway comment, "Ah, to be young and feel love's keen sting..." 

He sounds nostalgic. Dumbledore? As in, y'know, the young Dumbledore who got "stung" so badly his sister died, possibly from his own spell, who then had to hunt down and duel said love? 

...and to make it worse, his major audience for this comment is Snape. Unless Dumbles is just being bitchy because Snape's getting all antsy about not killing him.

Okay, okay, I know it was probably just written in as a throwaway comment, but it still strikes me as really, really odd. Just proof that in the hospital you've got way too much time to think, I guess.

www.datamancer.net/steampunklaptop/steampunklaptop.htm

WANT.

(Must. Win. Lottery. Must. Win. Lottery.) 

(Also, randomly: I just found out the origin of the popular Internet phrase DO NOT WANT. It's from a badly subtitled version of the last Star Wars movie - when Darth Vader wakes up as Darth Vader for the first time and goes "Noooooo!", the Chinese subtitles rendered it as "Do not want!" Did anyone else know this? I love finding out random stuff on the Internet.) PS. Does anyone know how to embed media into an lj post? I'd love to get a picture of that onto this blog. 

This is the equivalent of a Twitter post, I suppose: completely useless.

Did anyone else know what serif fonts were versus sans-serif? I wondered about it today, and Wikipedia is my friend.

It turns out that serif fonts have extra details on the ends of some of the strokes that make up the letters, where sans-serif fonts look much more regular (okay, I stole that pretty much word-for-work from the wiki, but I can't figure out how else to rephrase.) And serif fonts are easier to read in print, but harder to read on a computer screen. This makes me feel better - I've always liked the look of fonts like Book Antiqua, Sylfaen, Perpetua, and Baskerville, and once tried to reformat some of my personal writing with it, but thought that it looked too hard to read. Now I know that I'm justified in thinking this, because they're objectively harder to read (i.e. the difference isn't all in my head, as I previously supposed.)

In an odd twist, it turns out that Times New Roman, which I do mostly use, is actually a serif font too, but I figure that my brain's just adjusted from years and years of use, given that it was the default for Word/required for typed documents at school for so long. But other fonts that I've used, and that new Word likes to default to, like Calibri, are sans-serif.

It's a random and useless piece of information, but I thought it was interesting. Did everyone else know this already? 

Tastes in music tend to be more individualized than, say, tastes in reading, and everything I listen to seems to drive everyone else around me nuts. But here's a 10-song sample playlist of what I'm listening to now:

Etude No. 5, Philip Glass (Minimalist piano; it depends on a simple, repeating motif with varied phrasing weaving around it. When I say "this music drives everyone else nuts!", I specifically refer to music like this.)
"Elephants," Rachael Yamagata from Elephants...Teeth Sinking Into Heart
"One by One," Unkle Bob, from Sugar and Spite
"An Ocean and a Rock," Lisa Hannigan, from Sea Sew
"Sundrenched World," Joshua Radin, from We Were Here
"Welcome to England," Tori Amos, from Abnormally Attracted to Sin (though the album itself is a disappointment)
"Dark Blue," Allison Crowe, from 6 Songs+
"Losing Touch," The Killers, from Day and Age
"All Along the Watchtower," Jimi Hendrix
"The Scientist (Live)," Aimee Mann (a cover of the Coldplay song), Lost in Space (the deluxe anniversary edition)
"Karma Police," Radiohead, OK Computer

Heavy on the whisper-rock, segueing into things that people have actually heard of (maybe?)

Also, on a pair of random notes to end the post: "segueing" looks strange, spelled out like that, but it's correct (and I don't know how you'd spell it otherwise.) Also, spelled vs. spelt - when did the irregular verb form die out? Or is it even dead? Like "dreamed" vs. "dreamt,"  with both being acceptable usages but the regularized form being more common.

There's a part of me that really wants to respond to this with a one-liner: "All of this has happened before...and all of this will happen again," strictly tongue-in-cheek, of course.

No, there's no such thing as fate. Of course there isn't. Life tends to be constrained by natural ability (or lack thereof), circumstances, and, as the avatar says, shit that happens. But none of it is fate. I'm a big fan of free will. Your choices are on your own head - you can't blame fate for fucking things up.

I wonder what would happen if you tied the above question in with luck. Do you believe in fate? Do you believe in luck? Or do you believe in one and not the other? Why? I would actually be interested to see what those answers are.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ka_sHy9cVH0

 

Bear McCreary's arrangement of All Along the Watchtower. Ironic, as it's on the BSG S3 soundtrack and I haven't yet reached the episode where it appears, so I have no idea of the context, but this tends to get stuck in my head.

The other two that are getting frequently stuck in my head at the moment are Gavin DeGraw's stripped version of "I Don't Want To Be," and Tori Amos's new single, "Welcome to England." I can't find a link to the first at the moment, (but you've probably heard it anyway), the second is here: 

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x8vpak_tori-amos-welcome-to-england_music

And I wish I hadn't clicked on the "answers" to this: Beyonce's "Single Ladies" is an awful earworm. You know, the Pistons did a version of this with the Spare Tires. View here: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ju0p1bDRaVg

I'm Perfect, You're Doomed, by Kyria Abrahams. It's got a subtitle like "I'm Perfect, You're Doomed: Tales of A Jehovah's Witness Upbringing," but I can't remember it exactly. It's not one of my favorite books of all time in the way that, say, Pride and Prejudice is my favorite favorite book of all time, but it's a book that I'd recommend everyone read because it's so damned funny. This is the sort of book where I was laughing out loud a lot of the time; it's the most entertaining book I've read recently (and I read it over spring break back in February, so the entertainment value has stuck with me.) I've already recommended it to Sonya over the phone, but everyone else, read it too! 

I picked it because of the hilarity value, and because of the mild familiarity in my case, as I went to school with a Jehovah's Witness from kindergarten through high school. I have no idea how a worldly Roman Catholic fantasy/sci-fi geek eventual biology major got away with a friendship with her for over a decade when her mom was fundamentally anti-science and anti-magic and eventually pulled her out of school and cut telephone/Internet access/all contact with the outside world, and I kind of wonder where she is now (not on Facebook, that's for sure.) 

But, anyhow, the book is frakking funny, and, of everything I've read the past few months, I'd recommend that. Besides, if I was to recommend any of my favorite-favorite books, where's the fun in that? Everyone's already read Harry Potter, Pride and Prejudice, all of it. Those are the kind of books I wear to bits, but they're popular enough that they shouldn't need my plug, and most all of my friends will have read them anyway.

I have a huge cardiology exam Wednesday, and have just discovered that Battlestar Galactica contains the key to memorizing so many things. (I typically use mnemonic devices to memorize certain things, and nu-BSG has helped me with a ton of good shortcuts.) 

Examples: 
Which ARBs (-sartan) drugs are proven useful in the treatment of congestive heart failure? 
Answer: CaVIL (Candesartan, Valsartan, Irbesartan, Losartan); Cavil is a character on the show.) 

What is another name for persantine? 
Answer: Dipyridamole. S. Anders is a pyramid player. perSANtine, diPYRIDamole.

Rank the statins from least to most potent: 
Fighter Pilots Like Starbuck And Racetrack. (fluvastatin, pravastatin, lovastatin, simvastatin, atorvastatin, rosuvastatin; this is important becasue there's a dosing table attached that I've memorized in a specific pattern.) 

Unfortunately, this isn't awesome in the same way that the biochem "address" system for carbohydrates was awesome, because I can't teach it to anyone else in my class.

...unfortunately, I haven't actually had time to start S3 of the show, as I've - surprise - been studying. Maybe Thursday, once it's over. Or maybe just in May.

Nothing! The problem is, intelligence agencies don't have the answers to questions I'm curious about. Things I'm interested in either revolve around the past (historical questions: did x, y, or z really happen 5000 years ago?), the future (if we come up with a cure for cancer or AIDS or whatever, how does it work?), or things that are inherently unknowable or that only God would be able to answer. There's nothing the CIA, FBI, MI-5, etc. knows that actually interest me. (And, really, if the penalty if lifetime incarceration...how many people would give up everything to know the answer to one single thing? Personally, I like freedom better than answers.) 

...and this isn't really too much of a limitation for me, what with crazy reading speed and all, but how many people are going to have the time to read the answer to their question in one minute or less? 

Because Garak quotes on Slytherin backgrounds are really just that awesome, but when, exactly, is this ever topical?

Second place goes to the Gryffindor "Don't be a great man, just be a man, and let history make its own judgment," quote from Star Trek: First Contact. I never use this one, mostly because it's part of a longer line of dialogue, and the best part is left out: 

"You know, someone once said, "Don't try to be a great man, just be a man, and let history make its own judgment." 
"That's rhetorical nonsense. Who said that?" 
"You did. Ten years from now." 

And the corollary: the userpic I didn't think I'd get as much use out of that I seem to use quite often is the Hufflepuff "Shit happens. Mostly to me, so don't worry," pic...well, anyone who knows me gets that.

Of course, credit for all the icons mentioned above goes to wicked_visions. Yay fun icons!

A quick follow-up to the Fforde fanfic post earlier: 

Ronald D. Moore, I love you. (But not in a creepy-fannish way, just in a 'your attitude is frakkin' awesome' way.) 

RDM was a writer on DS9 and was showrunner for nu-BSG. (These, along with Rome, comprise my 3 favorite TV shows of all time.) 

Here's what RDM has to say on his blog regarding fanfic: 

As far as I'm concerned, fan fiction (that is, fiction written for fun, or non-professionally) should feel free to go in whatever direction it feels like going. If you want to write a story about Starbuck being Adama's illegitimate daughter and how she's carrying on an illicit affair with Laura following an accident which flings them across time and space to the Ponderosa Ranch, be my guest. It's certainly no further out there than the K/S stories in Trekdom which detailed the sexual and romantic liasons between one James Kirk and one Mr. Spock.

If you're inspired by this series and these characters and you want to turn that inspiration into artistic expression, I've proud and hope you enjoy the process.

I don't write BSG fanfic, but that's the attitude I love to hear from authors/creators. It's the attitude I'd take if I had a massively successful series, and it's the one that inspires the most love for your fandom.

Fanfic is an expression of someone's love for a particular fandom. As long as profit's not involved, there's no reason to rag on the fanfic writers (yeah, I'm talkin' to you, Fforde!) I love that RDM actually understands fandom. Maybe there's something in it that RDM has a fandom-love for Star Trek himself, while Fforde seems like the more fancy-pants intellectual type who has obviously never been a fanboy in his life, but...heck, I'm probably interpolating too much from two guys' blogs. But RDM gets it, really gets it. Fanfic is flattering to the creator, no matter how awful it is. Someone loved your creation enough to write stories in that creation, even though they know they're never making money off of it. (Okay, so I guess there's an outside chance that one of my great-great-great-grandchildren could publish fanfic, once everyone's dead and the original hits the public domain (see Pride and Prejudice and Zombies). But obviously, no sane person is going to write fanfic with the idea of making a modest sum of cash for imaginary people hundreds of years into the future.) People write fanfic because they love the universe, love the characters, and want you, the creator, to produce MORE STORIES! even if your story's finished.

(Though, RDM, while I love Doc Cottle, I have to disagree with the whole thing on your blog about how we shouldn't infringe on smokers' rights for public smoking. Frak up your own body however you like, but don't infringe on my rights not to have to inhale that stuff - it's not just their lungs they're ruining. Secondhand smoke is awful!)

Fun random fact: Kirk/Spock invented the whole genre of slash. That's not my bag (nor would be the abovementioned fic plot invented there by RDM, though it would be amusing to read such a fic), but fanfiction - any fanfiction - why should you care?  Okay, so you might cringe seeing 12-year-olds writing Draco/Harry or Snape/Hermione or whatever, but c'mon, fanfic's not hurting your bottom line. No one's going to say, "Hey, why should I buy the next Harry Potter book when I could read fanfic instead?" Star Trek actually made a pretty good run off of printing fanfic collections from the best authors (Strange New Worlds, volumes one through about a trillion.) But, anyhow, blame Star Trek fans for the slash.

And I swear, I'll get back to posting more of it later. I should really finish getting the Nott story up (it's been done for months!) and post more HP TNG stuff (though I'll freely admit, I've been working on later parts of later books in my spare time - so while more TNG fic is written, most of it isn't post-able yet.) But as I don't think anyone's actually reading it, studying cardiology is somewhat higher on my priorities list.

As always, I love comments.

You know, I read this and thought, "If my friends read my journal, I'd be really pissed off." 
...then I realized that this meant my livejournal. Completely different things! 

My journal is a paper affair that isn't meant for public consumption. Livejournal is by definition meant for public consumption. Big, big difference, despite the fact that there's not really anything in the paper journal that I wouldn't tell my friends. (Paper journal is for whining no one else wants to hear! Livejournal must try to be interesting and worth reading!) Plus, livejournal is written with the assumption that anyone in the whole wide world can see it. Paper journal is written with the assumption that no one else is ever going to see it.

I generally think the livejournal's self-explanatory. For the fanfic, start at that "start" page and work your way in; for the self-contained posts, they  mostly explain themselves. Sometimes it would help to know things that are relevant to the post, like, say, having listened to Live At Wood Hall or knowing what a glowy lamp thing at the A2 Art Fair looks like. But mostly it's self-explanatory.

...whoo. I'm supposed to be doing reflective writing for my volunteer class right now. Should be getting back to that.

The current Mega Millions jackpot is about 120 million. Even if they take half in taxes, that's 60. More than enough money to sustain me for longer than I'll ever live.

So...I'd pay off the debts/mortgages/etc. of all my closest relatives and give them all a sizable chunk of cash, retire my parents, donate a low-seven-figure amount to the free clinic where I volunteer for school (they really could use a much larger facility) , have a blast at the Ann Arbor art fair (there's a guy who makes glowy wooden sculptures there every year that I've wanted forever, and one of those costs $1000 or so, so, yeah, glowy wooden sculpture guy, here I come - if you've been to the A2 art fair, he's the guy who sets up near Cafe Ambrosia, underneath the parking arch by Borders, on the one side of the Nickels Arcade.) And then I'd go to Europe for a couple months. And then I'd come home and build a house - not a huge McMansion, but a medium-large house, constructed exactly the way I want it, with a ginormous library so my 1800 books wouldn't have to be all double-shelved. Maybe I'd even have two houses, one where it's warm and one in Michigan, and split my time between homes; maybe not, though.

I would travel regularly. I would probably create a $10 million dollar X Prize - get me pain-free and keep me that way for 5 or 10 years, and you get the prize. I would donate money to various good causes, particularly pain research and literacy groups. I would sit on my butt and write. I would work out more. I would donate money to U of M to establish a scholarship fund or a chair in the classics department or something (or maybe a scholarship for people with weird double majors.) 

So me personally would be writing, reading, and trying to get better. I don't think I'd want much more in the way of stuff - it's really the leisure time, and the not having to worry about money for insurance, food, etc. (I don't see the point in, say, having more clothing or pairs of shoes than it's humanly possible to wear, or in spending $200 on a pair of jeans. Like I said, I'd drop a lot of money at the A2 art fair once, to decorate a home, but "a lot" is probably maximum $10-20,000 (and hey, that's a lot of cool glowy sculptures), and, relative to $60,000,000 wouldn't be all that much. The single greatest expense I can think of is a custom-built eco-friendly home of maybe 2500-2750 square feet (I want a really big library.)

My dad would probably like a cool home entertainment system, and my mom would probably want 2 or 3 cats and a dog. It might be nice to have a pool.

*shrugs* Like I said, it's not so much the stuff as the free time.

I swear, I'll get back to posting fanfic (the reason for this blog) as soon as I'm not feeling so burned out. I need spring break NOW, and unfortunately I've got another eleven days and three exams and a quiz to get through before then. School is just dumping massive amounts of work on me (HIV, AIDS, and all related opportunistic infections in four hours of lecture - seriously, this is completely insane, because AIDS has twenty-six drugs, all of which sound massively alike, have three-letter abbreviations that have nothing to do with their names most of the time, and all of which have an insane amount of drug interactions, including interactions with each other - so, yeah, I'm getting to the point where when I do force myself to take a break, I'm too tired to write, which is never ever a good thing. I'm exhausted.)

Sigh. Rant over. The point of this post was not actually to vent (although that felt rather good) , but to post random things that have made me smile during ten-minute study breaks: (admittedly, this will probably not be funny to most anyone else.) 


Geeky Comics Page

There are some comics on this site which are a lot funnier than this one (and, actually, the explanations that go with the comics end up being funnier than the actual comics most of the time), but the concept of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies just made me crack up, especially with the idea that it's actually a real concept that's getting a movie deal. WTF? 

Battlestar Galactica

I'm just getting into Battlestar Galactica (I've watched most of the 1st season, which was a birthday present, and am now completely addicted. Hopefully I'll win the eBay auction I'm bidding on in order to get the rest of the DVDs, and then season 5 won't be too long in coming out on DVD - it's still airing now.) This series rocks, and I can now understand the reaction I got from several people when I mentioned I was thinking about buying the DVDs and taking a look (basic reaction from friends who were BSG fans: OMG BEST SHOW EVER GET IT NOW. I SAID NOW, DAMMIT!) 

This page wouldn't be half as funny if I hadn't spent quite a bit of time thinking "Wow, Colonel Tigh looks exactly like John McCain. The actor should definitely play him in McCain biopics." 
...my only question being now, when does Tigh get an eyepatch? Damn inadvertent spoilers. (Also, the magic that is Google reveals that there are other people who think that Lee Adama [Jamie Bamber] on BSG looks a lot like Daniel Meade [Eric Mabius] from Ugly Betty. Only I tend to think that Jamie Bamber's cuter. But I'm rambling. I'm so tired.

(On a related note - I wish there was a video clip so I could post it here, but Google reveals nothing - James Callis is really fun to watch. He's not a likeable character, but he sure is entertaining.) 

So a fairly substantial portion of my favorite music can be summed up by the phrase "girls with pianos" (Tori Amos, Sarah McLachlan, Vienna Teng, Beth Waters). I was browsing around the Internet and discovered some Tori Amos covers by an artist called Alison Crowe. I've just purchased four of her six albums off of iTunes and am really enjoying them.

...my only pet peeve being, if you're going to cover someone's songs, shouldn't you bother getting all the lyrics right? It's not just once, either, but several times: "For the last extremity" instead of "in the last extremity" and a tortured pronunciation of the word "Tuileries" during Josephine, "the magic eyes to keep her happy" instead of "the magic how to keep her happy" during Playboy Mommy, "that may be empty" instead of "let me be empty" on Sarah McLachlan's Angel, so on and so forth.

There are a couple other little substitutions (interchanging of "when" and "that," "that" and "you," but those don't bother me, since they're not really distracting - they still make sense in the song.) I understand that Tori Amos's pronunciation in particular isn't always easy to understand, but the mistake on Playboy Mommy makes no sense - you can hear the correct lyric clearly on any version that's ever been recorded. (And if you're going to cover the song, shouldn't you look up the lyrics if you're not sure of what they are? Hell, if you're going to cover Tori Amos and you think you know what the lyrics are, I'd look them up anyway just to be sure. Tori Amos is my absolute favorite recording artist, but I'll acknowledge that between strange lyrics and strange pronunciation, there are some songs you're not going to be able to make out without the lyrics booklet.) 

I guess the extended bitchery is drowning out the fact that I'm actually very happy to discover another artist who I really like, and that Crowe's original stuff is good (plus, like I said, she covers a lot of songs I love - she covers Tori Amos's Josephine and Playboy Mommy (which are currently sitting at #3 and #4 on my iTunes Most Often Played list), plus other songs I'm fond of such as [Tori Amos's] Northern Lad, Doughnut Song, 1000 Oceans, Smells Like Teen Spirit (what do you call it when she's covering the Tori Amos cover version?) , Sarah McLachlan's Angel, the Counting Crows' Raining in Baltimore and A Murder of One, Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah, and Joni Mitchell's River. I think part of it is that, if I was a recording artist (cue wild laughter), these are the sort of songs I'd cover - Crowe and I apparently have very similar tastes in music.

I think I'm going to be buying Crowe's other two CDs soon.

Some random stuff that I found really amusing (the Hamlet is the most amusing, I think):

Hamlet. Facebook style

And, from one of the Star Trek writers' blogs, making fun of memes: 

New meme! Here's the rules: you can only answer "yes" or "no".

* Would you like to waste the next 30 minutes of your life answering a list of 50 utterly pointless questions, which most of your f-list will only skim over glassy-eyed if they aren't already sick to death of seeing the same goddamned list on everyone else's fucking blog? NO

That was fun.

And a YouTube video, from the archives of the same site: 

Baby Got Back, Gilbert and Sullivan style

Ah, yes, I am so enthusiastic about researching the pros and cons of various inhaled corticosteroids, can't you tell? 

I've recently begun to realize that two things related to being part of an online community make me disproportionately happy: 

1. When someone leaves me a comment on the journal, particularly pertaining to the fanfic I've written.

This really surprises me. Most things I've written (amounting to hundreds and hundreds of pages), I've never shown a soul. Not a single person. I can't write with someone else watching; I hit 'minimize' on the computer screen if one of my parents walks into the room while I'm writing, even though I know the resolution on this thing is kept so high (and therefore, the text so small) that it's not likely they could read it anyway.

I've never felt comfortable watching people read my work; in elementary school, when one of my teachers wanted to read one of my stories aloud, I said she could, but then I went and hid in the bathroom while she read it. I never liked it at Future Problem Solving's state competition when they'd read the first-place story aloud before announcing the winner and having them go up on stage. I especially hate watching people read anything I've written. It makes me incredibly, incredibly uncomfortable.

The only inkling I've ever gotten that sharing work with other people might not be an excruciatingly uncomfortable experience is the time in high school when everyone was sharing their parody projects in AP English. We had the option of doing it as a group project or with a partner, and I was one of only two people in the class who chose to work alone. (I'm not tremendously fond of most group projects, and group writing was definitely not my thing.) All the other groups made videos of their work to present (we all had to write skits/plays that were parodies of something), but being a single person, it wasn't feasible to act out everything; however, my English teacher requested that the two of us who had done individual things let people in our class act out our work. The other person refused, but I agreed (reluctantly), and Al Gore: The Shakespearean Tragedy was performed for my class. It was still uncomfortable, but it made me happy when the class laughed (being parody, it was supposed to be funny.) And workshopping my stuff in Creative Writing wasn't bad at all, mostly because it was all poetry and I didn't care about it in the first place. But I never thought that sharing would be anything but uncomfortable. 

But I just got a comment back on the journal for the first time, and it surprised me how pleased I was that someone had read the first chapter of one of my stories. It's odd to find that, if someone posted a question or a comment, I would be happy to answer - to talk about something I've written, which, in general, I just don't do. It pleases me to know that someone's read the stuff I put up here, and I don't know why. Comments and messages are both very pleasing. I don't know if it's because of the social interaction, or the knowledge that I didn't throw this out into the ether for nothing, or if it's something about having it read and enjoyed by others. I haven't ever written with the primary purpose of having my stuff read, though. I've always written because writing makes me happy; I get depressed when I don't have time to write, or feel too ill. It does make me nervous, putting some of this out there; I'm still hesitant about my decision to post the Nott fic, because I think it's uneven.

I think therein lies my main problem: I don't want to show anyone anything, because deep down, I think it's not good enough. And maybe the only reason I've felt happy about this is because the comment was a nice one. But...we'll see, I guess. So far, it's been a happy thing.    

2. When someone creates an image for me that reflects/illustrates a bit of my fanfic.

This makes me really, really happy. I have no skill with computer graphics programs and am always astounded that people can create such beautiful things. I wish I had some form of artistic skill, and it's brought me a tremendous amount of delight to see other people's creations. These images are such wonderful gifts; I know that someone, somewhere spent time changing an image for me.

Wicked_visions recolored her Rose and Scorpius image so that they're both in Ravenclaw, and Minn (from Mugglespace, not on livejournal) made a gorgeous banner and avatar for me off of that image. Although the former, at least, insists that it only took a couple seconds to make, it's still the idea that someone spent some of their free time doing something for me I could never do myself. In both cases, it was a complete surprise to me, and, in the case of Minn's banner, it was something that cheered me up when I've been despairingly buried in studying for the last week. (The only reason I'm getting a break now is that I'm not feeling very well and am too bad to study until my pain meds kick in.)

More than anything, it makes me delighted to see people - people who are real in my head, at least - visualized. Sometimes, I can give you the description of a character, but to see their exact features realized in a picture...it's a tremendously wonderful feeling. Somehow, the picture seems to give more substance to someone who, otherwise, would only exist in my imagination.  

And the second half.

( Chapter Seven, Part Two )

 

 Again, I've got to split Chapter Seven into two sections.

( Chapter Seven )