Wow, you all know what I really love? Especially in the morning? Just love so much that I cannot get enough of them ( Read more... )

In college I perfected a skill I had previously developed over several years of summer camp, that of changing clothes without revealing anything censorship-worthy (my habit of usually wearing too-big T-shirts helped in this). Looking back, although I cannot regret the loss of a certain self-consciousness, I sort of wish I'd just had the nerve to ( Read more... )

The Project of the Beast is completed, hooray! Now time to panic over my Greek commentary. Thank gods it's not due till the 7th...

Well, today I got advised and I have my classes all picked out (just need to find out when I can register), and I signed up for a Classical Studies major... again... Seriously, I'm fairly certain I changed my major to Classics last year, but apparently it didn't take so I had to do it again. o.~ So I talked about with my Greek professor (who is ( Read more... )

PAPER IS DONE A WINNAR IS ME I ESPLODE NOW.

*esplodes*

*goes to bed*

My Chaucer class is full of fucktards ( Read more... )

Middle English is really quite fun, once you get the hang of pre-Great Vowel Shift vowels. It is, for example, most amusing to realize that the word "laxative," with a slightly altered and variable spelling of course, has been in use since the fourteenth century and probably long before ( Read more... )

My eyes hurt. And I still have not even started looking for long scholarly articles about Henry Vaughan to annotate, though said annotations were due yesterday and I really need to have them done by tomorrow ( Read more... )

Richard Crashaw = weirdest 17th-century poet. Seriously, he's like Harlan Ellison, if Harlan Ellison was a 17th-century Roman Catholic writing religious poetry.

( Example 1: Religious poetry on LSD. )

*slow collapse ( Read more... )