Modus agri non ita magnus...
Well, the file size of my new thesis draft now equals the file size of my old thesis draft, and unlike the file containing my old draft, the new one doesn't yet include a title page or a bibliography. So my new draft is now longer than my old version, and ever-so-far from being done, which is a good thing from the perspective of making the minimum thesis length of 40 pages, but not so much from the perspective of having to send Prof D this draft sometime this evening for posting to Blackboard in anticipation of my draft critique session on Wednesday. But I've managed to hit page 30 already! And there's so much I want to add that I know isn't going to make it into this draft, tragically probably including my section on feud-as-oppressive-lordship as opposed to peace-in-the-feud.
But yes, there you go. I can't imagine too many people are so insane as to even be in a position to reverse their argument completely in something like an honours thesis two weeks before it's due...
Anyway, I'm off to make supper now and write out some transitions. I have to find a way to make my introduction make sense!
But ooh, I am loving this icon. Actually, I'm loving Horace right now, in a truly disturbing "toss everything and go read Augustan poetry in Latin NOW!" kind of way.
Just for that, just because I can, but because everyone ever who's ever read Horace has read the "Soracte Ode" (whence "Leave the rest to the Gods"), my favorite bits from Horace Sermones II.VI:
Hoc erat in votis: modus agri non ita magnus,
hortus ubi et tecto vicinus iugis aquae fons
et paulum silvae super his foret. auctius atque
di melius fecere. bene est. nil amplius oro,
Maia nate, nisi ut propria haec mihi munera faxis.
[...]
o rus, quando te aspiciam? quandoque licebit
nunc veterum libris, nunc somno et inertibus horis,
ducere sollicitae iucunda oblivia vitae?
o quando faba Pythagorae cognata simulque
uncta satis pingui ponentur holuscula lardo?
o noctes cenaeque deum!
And now, speaking of the faba Pythagorae cognata, food.
But yes, there you go. I can't imagine too many people are so insane as to even be in a position to reverse their argument completely in something like an honours thesis two weeks before it's due...
Anyway, I'm off to make supper now and write out some transitions. I have to find a way to make my introduction make sense!
But ooh, I am loving this icon. Actually, I'm loving Horace right now, in a truly disturbing "toss everything and go read Augustan poetry in Latin NOW!" kind of way.
Just for that, just because I can, but because everyone ever who's ever read Horace has read the "Soracte Ode" (whence "Leave the rest to the Gods"), my favorite bits from Horace Sermones II.VI:
Hoc erat in votis: modus agri non ita magnus,
hortus ubi et tecto vicinus iugis aquae fons
et paulum silvae super his foret. auctius atque
di melius fecere. bene est. nil amplius oro,
Maia nate, nisi ut propria haec mihi munera faxis.
[...]
o rus, quando te aspiciam? quandoque licebit
nunc veterum libris, nunc somno et inertibus horis,
ducere sollicitae iucunda oblivia vitae?
o quando faba Pythagorae cognata simulque
uncta satis pingui ponentur holuscula lardo?
o noctes cenaeque deum!
And now, speaking of the faba Pythagorae cognata, food.