Father Adriano Bramante’s house.

I went into yesterday feeling like butt. I was sleepy as all get out. And I wasn’t too confident in my ability to roleplay a 17th Jesuit priest math professor. When it came time to give my lecture, however, it seems that I added my bonus for both my cleric’s robes and formal attire. Diplomacy and disguise checks? Passed. You know you’ve done well when members of the rival faction are telling the indeterminants “perhaps you should do what the professor of Math suggests”. After it was all said and done, a different member of the the same faction complimented how well I had handled the lecture by saying “Dude, you totally rocked that.”

Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem!

You should know that I came up with my character name by going here and generating one. Feel free to do the same and add it in the comments section below.

In other news, Furious Jessy sent me this:

And that is how animals eat their food.

Also, the crew got together and recorded one of the weirdest Date Nights ever. It was quite the event given that Don Chulius had never been to the house. You know what that means…

Don Chulius.

By far, the scariest Trapped In Ice photo to date.

Today is a busy day of writing papers and giving other people money. And by other people, I mean the government. I hope all of you have a day that doesn’t involve giving the government money. More soon. ~SC