( Ethan )

My sister Nora's here now, so there goes all my peace and quiet. We've got a little campus apartment together, which is nice, though it's almost weird having her here when I'd gotten used to us actually being apart for once. Perils of having a twin, I suppose.

But I got to go home for graduation, and actually walk the stage to get my diploma (I finished in December, but my high school only does one ceremony a year). I even managed to survive all the graduation parties. But I might have to kill Nora for the suitcase she made me carry up two flights of stairs that I'm pretty sure contains only graduation gifts and mementos she 'liberated' from our school.

Oh, and feel free to not read the August issue of Vanity Fair. It's awful, really. I can't believe I let Nora talk me into doing that shoot for Annie.

( Small blame that Trojans and well-greaved Achaeans should for such a woman long time suffer woes; wondrously like is she to the immortal goddesses to look upon. But even so, for all that she is such an one, let her depart upon the ships, neither be left here to be a bane to us and to our children after us. )