Shit, son, YOUR TITLE. FORSTER WEEK. Had to read Howards End for the fifth time for a fucking seminar and just dropped off the Merchant-Ivory of that and Room with a View for a friend yet aaaaaaall I can think is, 'why am I not high?'

BUT THIS WILL BE CURED BECAUSE I'M UPLOADING NIMOY ON TNG FOR OUR MERRY COMM. SHOULDER PADS AHOOOOY.