I fear that the Projekt has stagnated. Midterms now engulf us, and the Leibniz sits unopened in the larder. Well, the plain Leibniz at least. Sam has managed to consume yet another box of Choco-Leibniz. If only his hunger for photographs of professors matched his hunger for chocolate-dipped butter biscuits! We must not let this endeavor flounder and expire. We shall prevail.