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So, I'm done my paper, I think. I finished it up and sent it off to French prof B before German, but she wants a hard copy, so theoretically I could probably do more editing before tomorrow. I sat through German thinking it probably sucked enough to get me thrown out of grad school, but since I got home, I've reread the parts I was most worried about and I think it's okay. Maybe I'll reread it once more tomorrow morning, but for now, no. I'm totally flattened and I think I'm going to go to bed.
Up tomorrow and for the rest of the ONLY THREE WEEKS NOW UNTIL DEAR WEE SIS ARRIVES IN BOSTON, both bringing her lovely self into my presence and ushering in my real live six weeks of summer holidays (not counting the last two weeks of German), is reading for comps. Tomorrow's book is Julia H. M. Smith, Province and Empire: Brittany and the Carolingians. To be followed by Judith Everard, Brittany and the Angevins. I think that should more or less get me through to when I (hopefully) meet with a fully-recovered advisor R next week.
Oh, and ooh! So remember the day when my fingers slipped on the paypal button and I accidentally bought that book on Carolingian Brittany? I bought it on subscription from pecia.fr, and kind of wasn't sure it really existed, let alone that I'd ever get it, but it arrived today! La Bretagne carolingienne: Entre influences insulaires et continentales. It's shiiiiiny. Or I mean, it's really matte, but it looks like it's got some cool stuff in it. Some art history, some manuscript transmission, some monasticism. And art history, I knoooooow, but I'm kind of excited, because usually no one even bothers with medieval Breton art history. I'm pretty excited for someone who's actually ready to admit that medieval Brittany had art before 1200 that wasn't destroyed by the Vikings or that isn't worth studying because it's a pale imitation of something "French" and not "Celtic" enough. The colour plates in the back look promising. And very, very pretty. The anthropomorphic evangelist figures in the Landévennec gospels are totally adorable. Yay for books.
Finally, my hair. It's getting longish and as I'm now willing to admit, I'm getting kind of obsessed with it. Yesterday I did it in braids and pinned them up at the back of my neck and it was very tidy and sleek and more than a little bit Heidi. Today, as I was walking out the door and kind of in a hurry to get to campus and get to work on my paper, I discovered that I'd missed catching up a huge chunk of hair in my tucked-up ponytail. I didn't want to stop to fix it (and was carrying way too much stuff to get both my arms free, in any case), so I just pulled it out and left my hair down, which I haven't done in a while. I was planning to braid it when I got to campus, but by the time I got there, the combination of the humidity and the unaccustomed freeeeedom had contrived to turn it into the Thing that Ate Boston. It was truly impressive. So impressive that I let it have its day of unrestrained wild expansive frizziness. You know, sometimes I look at Claudia Black on Stargate, and ask myself how she manages to have so much hair, but yeah... about that...
Pictures tomorrow, possibly. I think I need a hair tag. Possibly "the thing that ate Boston" will do for now.
Up tomorrow and for the rest of the ONLY THREE WEEKS NOW UNTIL DEAR WEE SIS ARRIVES IN BOSTON, both bringing her lovely self into my presence and ushering in my real live six weeks of summer holidays (not counting the last two weeks of German), is reading for comps. Tomorrow's book is Julia H. M. Smith, Province and Empire: Brittany and the Carolingians. To be followed by Judith Everard, Brittany and the Angevins. I think that should more or less get me through to when I (hopefully) meet with a fully-recovered advisor R next week.
Oh, and ooh! So remember the day when my fingers slipped on the paypal button and I accidentally bought that book on Carolingian Brittany? I bought it on subscription from pecia.fr, and kind of wasn't sure it really existed, let alone that I'd ever get it, but it arrived today! La Bretagne carolingienne: Entre influences insulaires et continentales. It's shiiiiiny. Or I mean, it's really matte, but it looks like it's got some cool stuff in it. Some art history, some manuscript transmission, some monasticism. And art history, I knoooooow, but I'm kind of excited, because usually no one even bothers with medieval Breton art history. I'm pretty excited for someone who's actually ready to admit that medieval Brittany had art before 1200 that wasn't destroyed by the Vikings or that isn't worth studying because it's a pale imitation of something "French" and not "Celtic" enough. The colour plates in the back look promising. And very, very pretty. The anthropomorphic evangelist figures in the Landévennec gospels are totally adorable. Yay for books.
Finally, my hair. It's getting longish and as I'm now willing to admit, I'm getting kind of obsessed with it. Yesterday I did it in braids and pinned them up at the back of my neck and it was very tidy and sleek and more than a little bit Heidi. Today, as I was walking out the door and kind of in a hurry to get to campus and get to work on my paper, I discovered that I'd missed catching up a huge chunk of hair in my tucked-up ponytail. I didn't want to stop to fix it (and was carrying way too much stuff to get both my arms free, in any case), so I just pulled it out and left my hair down, which I haven't done in a while. I was planning to braid it when I got to campus, but by the time I got there, the combination of the humidity and the unaccustomed freeeeedom had contrived to turn it into the Thing that Ate Boston. It was truly impressive. So impressive that I let it have its day of unrestrained wild expansive frizziness. You know, sometimes I look at Claudia Black on Stargate, and ask myself how she manages to have so much hair, but yeah... about that...
Pictures tomorrow, possibly. I think I need a hair tag. Possibly "the thing that ate Boston" will do for now.