Favonian Wind

I'm a 23 year old CHE grad student who occasionally, if not frequently, succumbs to that plague of the masses...procrastination.

If any of you decide to embark on a career as a governess and you end up, like, working for a mysterious stranger in an isolated house, tutoring his sexually precocious illegitimate daughter, and this mysterious employer proposes marriage, take a walk up to the attic. Because it is quite likely that you are going to find an insane, syphilitic, arsonist spouse locked up there, and that’s gonna be bad for your relationship.