Impedimenta

Nasus ad me exitium portat.

No translation work done today, because my nose decided to act up and burn like a motherfucker. Add to that the heat.

Oh yeah, I better work on smaller words, too; apparently, I didn’t know what “usque” (all the way) or “nuper” (lately, a short while ago) meant. I’m focusing too much on the obscurities.

Tam miser sum ut ullam excusationem pigrandi causa inveniam.