here's to the pranks we never pulled, and never will
oh man, the semester is over. A paper conference at three, then seminar on thursday, and I'm home.
I had Greek this morning, and it was my last class. The tutor had rented out the boathouse and enticed over a couple of other classes. Someone brought some homemade pizza. And we sat in a big circle and played "somehow" (the greek word for it being spelled pi omega sigma), which is like twenty questions without a limit. Even the prospectives joined in. The first answer was "being-at-work-staying-itself" and, man, the inside jokes.
Seminar this week is Plato's Symposium (which means "drinking party"), and in it Phaedrus, Eryximachus, Aristophanes, Agathon and Socrates give speeches praising Love. Monday's was one of the more confusing seminars this semester. Aristophanes's speech is about the four armed four legged bubble people. For those of you who've seen Hedwig, it's the story of the humans split in half, so that they spend the rest of their lives searching for completion. That movie, however, didn't express how tragic the story really is- the version I'd originally heard seems to promise that that completion is possible once the second half is found. But Aristophanes repeatedly refers to us as being broken and wounded, and we could only actually be reunited with our half, be whole, through an act of the gods. The completion is impossible- what we are searching for is unattainable. And almost worse, is the idea that in splitting us apart, our souls were also broken in half. I imagine jagged pink edges on my soul, and it's unpleasant.
Anyways. Now it's dead week. Matt's borrowing a car and we're buying snacks this afternoon, and tomorrow will be a movie day. It's kind of fun that he's mennonite- it makes him extremely sheltered, and he hasn't seen many movies, or heard much music, or done anything of the sort. tonight there's collegium and a waltz party. Tomorrow night is new year's. Thursday night is the Mrs. Leonard party, and after that another party. Lunch yesterday was special holiday fare. it's all making me feel warm and seasonal.
And I'm definitely ready for a break. I am proud, though, that last night was the first time all semester that I was up past midnight working on a paper. and i finished it before three am, and turned it in on time today, which is more than I can say for a good third of the class.
I had Greek this morning, and it was my last class. The tutor had rented out the boathouse and enticed over a couple of other classes. Someone brought some homemade pizza. And we sat in a big circle and played "somehow" (the greek word for it being spelled pi omega sigma), which is like twenty questions without a limit. Even the prospectives joined in. The first answer was "being-at-work-staying-itself" and, man, the inside jokes.
Seminar this week is Plato's Symposium (which means "drinking party"), and in it Phaedrus, Eryximachus, Aristophanes, Agathon and Socrates give speeches praising Love. Monday's was one of the more confusing seminars this semester. Aristophanes's speech is about the four armed four legged bubble people. For those of you who've seen Hedwig, it's the story of the humans split in half, so that they spend the rest of their lives searching for completion. That movie, however, didn't express how tragic the story really is- the version I'd originally heard seems to promise that that completion is possible once the second half is found. But Aristophanes repeatedly refers to us as being broken and wounded, and we could only actually be reunited with our half, be whole, through an act of the gods. The completion is impossible- what we are searching for is unattainable. And almost worse, is the idea that in splitting us apart, our souls were also broken in half. I imagine jagged pink edges on my soul, and it's unpleasant.
Anyways. Now it's dead week. Matt's borrowing a car and we're buying snacks this afternoon, and tomorrow will be a movie day. It's kind of fun that he's mennonite- it makes him extremely sheltered, and he hasn't seen many movies, or heard much music, or done anything of the sort. tonight there's collegium and a waltz party. Tomorrow night is new year's. Thursday night is the Mrs. Leonard party, and after that another party. Lunch yesterday was special holiday fare. it's all making me feel warm and seasonal.
And I'm definitely ready for a break. I am proud, though, that last night was the first time all semester that I was up past midnight working on a paper. and i finished it before three am, and turned it in on time today, which is more than I can say for a good third of the class.