The longest possible time has elapsed since I last blogged or showed concern for anything but my annoying, palpitating self. That is because preparation for the Prelims and sitting for the Prelims sets up this pressing grey vacuum around one's brain and stomach and you are alternately panicking or packing organized knowledge into every existing virtual pocket.
What an excuse. I hate exams. And here you might want to celebrate a friend, save the Chechen children, or combat religious sensitivities which culminates in more letters to the MDA, but noo, memorize "princes who in times of action taxes get, and remit them not in peace" (or something), first and foremost.