Citoyenne la traductrice jacobine

...Some of them are just amusing/bemusing. Try this one, for example. They really seem to have picked the wrong kind of tart, don't they? Or take the logo of the École Robespierre in Nanterre. I'm not yet sure whether that qualifies as cute or creepy looking. Either way though, it's good that he at least has this little elementary school named after him.

As for me, things are not going well. I was going to have an audition today, but I have yet another cold, once again precluding my taking voice lessons with a professor. And I feel sure I would have done well in this audition. I'm half being to think there's some kind of conspiracy going on to stop me from singing. In other news, I've dropped Roman History in favor of Calculus. I kind of regret not giving the class more of a chance, if only to see to what extent I may have been exaggerating the professor's tendencies to myself (see previous post). But, alas, Calculus meets at the same time. So much for that.