Anticipation
Day three of the semester; day two of classes. So far, so good.
My Latin 300 meets for the first time tomorrow. In preparation for the mass quantities of work I will do in said class, I searched until I found the perfectly beautiful notebook and binder in which to do my work for the class. I'm not sure it will really be motivation enough, but I'm trying to give myself as much help as possible. We're reading part of the Satyricon by Petronius. I've only finished the first 35 out of 130 pages of the English, and have already witnessed our protagonist running away from school, wandering though a brothel, making steamy man-love to his underaged slave, having his best friend burst in on the aforementioned scene and start beating the pair of them while in the act, stealing/being stolen from/reselling stolen goods/being chased by ultra-shady law enforcement, being punitively pressganged into a cultic orgy ...and that was all in the first two fragmentary chapters. Chapter three is less action oriented, but no less ... scandalous/scintillating. The part about this which I cannot wrap my brain around is that the marvelous professor who is teaching this class (who is one of my favorites because he tends to challenge me so much/effectively) is one of the biggest prudes I think I have yet encountered in the humanities. Why he picked this text is rather beyond me, but it will make for an interesting semester.
My Latin 300 meets for the first time tomorrow. In preparation for the mass quantities of work I will do in said class, I searched until I found the perfectly beautiful notebook and binder in which to do my work for the class. I'm not sure it will really be motivation enough, but I'm trying to give myself as much help as possible. We're reading part of the Satyricon by Petronius. I've only finished the first 35 out of 130 pages of the English, and have already witnessed our protagonist running away from school, wandering though a brothel, making steamy man-love to his underaged slave, having his best friend burst in on the aforementioned scene and start beating the pair of them while in the act, stealing/being stolen from/reselling stolen goods/being chased by ultra-shady law enforcement, being punitively pressganged into a cultic orgy ...and that was all in the first two fragmentary chapters. Chapter three is less action oriented, but no less ... scandalous/scintillating. The part about this which I cannot wrap my brain around is that the marvelous professor who is teaching this class (who is one of my favorites because he tends to challenge me so much/effectively) is one of the biggest prudes I think I have yet encountered in the humanities. Why he picked this text is rather beyond me, but it will make for an interesting semester.