I read E.T.A. Hoffmann's "The Sandman," and was surprised to find that I actually liked it quite a lot. Then I read a bit from Freud discussing the work, and after a while I finally managed to pry my palm from my face. Freud's such a crackpot; he was talking about how the fear of getting your eyes plucked out is actually the fear of castration, ( Read more... )

For like the first time ever, I am actually ahead on my homework; of course, it helps that this homework is mostly, say, "read this novel by Monday" and "read this short story by Monday" and that sort of thing, so just as long as I know ahead of time what we're doing and have some hours to spend, I can do it. Archaeology, however, is still way in ( Read more... )