The aqueduct incident
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The aqueduct incident

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Started reading about ancient Rome for my world history assignment. Needed one paragraph about the Colosseum. Simple enough, right?

The aqueduct incident

The aqueduct incident

Wrong. Four hours and seventeen Wikipedia tabs later, I’m an expert on Roman engineering principles, the physics of water transport, and why modern cities should totally bring back public fountains. Jake keeps walking by shaking his head at my living room takeover.

The floor is lava and Elena is researching Roman engineering.

The floor is lava and Elena is researching Roman engineering.

The floor situation has evolved. I’ve got my nursing textbook (ignored), three library books about civil engineering (definitely not on the reading list), and a notebook where I’m sketching aqueduct designs like I’m going to build one in our apartment courtyard.

Jake just brought me a sandwich and said β€œHow’s the one paragraph coming?” I showed him my detailed notes about Roman concrete recipes. He’s making that face again. The one that says he loves me but questions my time management skills. Fair enough.

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