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Oh, good grief.

Until this very moment, I did not realize that I have actually scheduled my dissertation defense for the Ides of March.


SOOTHSAYER: Beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: What man is that?
BRUTUS: A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
CAESAR: Set him before me; let me see his face.
CASSIUS: Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
CAESAR: What say’st thou to me now? speak once again.
SOOTHSAYER: Beware the ides of March.

Thanks, O Gentle Readers, for pointing that out.

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