Tomorrow morning I have to write an essay on the Julio-Claudian emperors. I have known about it for about a month now, and yet decided to leave it all until today. That was a mistake. A mistake I have made many times in the past, and yet, I have not learnt from it. Writing this right now instead of frantically finding sources and essay planning is also a mistake, but I’ve reached the point where only a large whopper meal is going to be able to get me over this slump and into a place where I can pass the assessment task. 
It’s not that I don’t love the Julio-Claudians, because I do, like Caligula and Nero are just so hilarious, and Claudius is a total cutie. But I really don’t care about analysing the changing role of the princeps while they ruled. I just don’t. Not when there are fandoms to be part of and food to eat and general fun times to be had. It’s a torturous chore made worse only by the fact I have to find sources. There is nothing worse than sources (‘Why, then Georgie’, I hear you asking, ‘do you want to be a history major at university?’. Because history is fun until the sources come along and ruin everything, dear readers.) and really, my life would be a lot more bearable if I could just write a story tomorrow and not acknowledge anyone. Reading Suetonius is all fun and games until you actually have to remember the non-hilarious bits. If I can’t include Nero’s (almost) last words, “Dead! And so great an artist!”, what’s the point in anything? 

frangipani princess xoxo

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