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my life, boring as ever
May. 26th, 2011 12:27 pmTwitter is mocking me again (I can read, I just can't post, ARGH), as is my university. A classics course just opened up a public service section, which would be perfect; I could drop the U.S. history seminar and take Greek Art & Archaeology instead, except Greek Art & Archaeology happens to be at the same time as the Latin 2030 class I'm signed up for. Sure, there's another Latin 2030 class, but I really want to take it with this specific professor, which means that for now I'm stuck with New Orleans Hidden History. (Unless that Latin 2030 class gets cancelled -- there are only seven students registered for it right now -- in which case it would work out, but I don't want it to be cancelled, I want to take Frazel for Latin. He is also my second reader for my honors thesis.)
Ugh. Scheduling. (I still haven't gone and switched out High Roman Empire for Greek 1010, which I should do, but it's not like Intro Greek is going to fill up.) My schedule is still really stupid, and I'm unhappy with it -- I know I have too much on my plate, but I don't want to get rid of anything except the class I can't get rid of. *sighs* I kind of have the itching feeling that my schedule for next semester is functionally similar to what a grad schedule might be like, only with more classes. (Two 6000-level history seminars, two language classes, and a thesis. Plus my Chaucer lecture.)
In even less exciting news, I have what I assume is another canker sore on the inside of my left cheek, and it hurts like a motherfucker. I hate fucking canker sores, I get them every few months, usually on the inside of my lips, which is just about as inconvenient as it sounds. And there's not really much you can do, which is just as annoying. I think this one has gone onto a downturn, though. I'll do a saltwater wash, for lack of anything else. *sighs*
On the reading front: I have read my first Dorothy L. Sayers book (The Nine Tailors); I was not impressed. I have gone onto Bernard Cornwell's The Fort, which so far seems to be an extended excuse to write a good battle sequence. Hey, I can appreciate that, as at the moment I seem to be writing the same sort of thing, only with more ladies, and also, griffins.
Perhaps I shall make brownies. I kind of just want to curl up with PotC: AWE or Cutthroat Island and my knitting, but...eh.
Ugh. Scheduling. (I still haven't gone and switched out High Roman Empire for Greek 1010, which I should do, but it's not like Intro Greek is going to fill up.) My schedule is still really stupid, and I'm unhappy with it -- I know I have too much on my plate, but I don't want to get rid of anything except the class I can't get rid of. *sighs* I kind of have the itching feeling that my schedule for next semester is functionally similar to what a grad schedule might be like, only with more classes. (Two 6000-level history seminars, two language classes, and a thesis. Plus my Chaucer lecture.)
In even less exciting news, I have what I assume is another canker sore on the inside of my left cheek, and it hurts like a motherfucker. I hate fucking canker sores, I get them every few months, usually on the inside of my lips, which is just about as inconvenient as it sounds. And there's not really much you can do, which is just as annoying. I think this one has gone onto a downturn, though. I'll do a saltwater wash, for lack of anything else. *sighs*
On the reading front: I have read my first Dorothy L. Sayers book (The Nine Tailors); I was not impressed. I have gone onto Bernard Cornwell's The Fort, which so far seems to be an extended excuse to write a good battle sequence. Hey, I can appreciate that, as at the moment I seem to be writing the same sort of thing, only with more ladies, and also, griffins.
Perhaps I shall make brownies. I kind of just want to curl up with PotC: AWE or Cutthroat Island and my knitting, but...eh.