Mammary Update

"Do you hear that, Sarah? The little bugger says he's got breasts!"

Unfortunately, simply saying that I've got the goods doesn't seem to do it. Ah well. Back to the drawing board.

Or rather...not. Why? Here's why. Tomorrow, kiddies, I go Cambridge. I go to Cambridge for ten whole days. There will be fortresses. There will be glee. There may even be morris dancing -- but that's only if I'm feeling particularly, splendidly ambitious.