...Am very sorry to have finished the Aeneid; the last four chapters saddened the hell out of me (awww, Turnus, I had to go & like you before your demise) but left me moved & awed by the Awesomeness that is Virgil. I swear. I have a full understanding of why the guy is so, well...eternal. Even as I proclaim my allegiance to the Mess I have to appreciate all that elegant Apollonian? order. I wish I could do that with poetry. The sound of Latin grows on me more each day, the way it--resounds in the back of your throat. Somewhere between cathedrals and deep gorges that receive waterfalls from something of a distance. & to think I started it on a lark. Can I get an amen,
kmegumi2? ♥ Eep.
Had a silly crisis over the weekend, plus confetti. This week finds me at a more common level of, y'know...buoyancy. So. All is well.
Virgil Virgil Virgil Virgil Virgil. I cannot get away. He and his damnable epic even snuck into my Deconstructed Superhero thoughts the other day, not to mention I'm now translating some of that Orpheus & Eurydice story he wrote in the Georgics (ve-e-e-e-ery slowly) for Latin IIA. & now we're moving onto Dante's Inferno in that tutorial, but Virgil's a character in that, so...I'm probably going to get a crush on him like the last time I read the Commedia...oops.Dante did too, so at least I'm in good company. Got to think about Dante. Got to think about exiles. --to a point.
Got to wait for NaNo, unfortunately, but have this edgy urge to do it now now now. Want very much to write, see. Daedalus, right, he's been talking all about his usual pseudoskeletal architecture yadda-yadda, only he still hasn't got around to putting panes in the windows of the fourth wall. |D Oops.
Listening to a tad too much Radiohead. Another oops. Like them, but they're--a little--unsettling. :/Guess who likes them,
hamelinesque.
Not much to say. Did two tours today in succession; apparently succeeded. Whew. Tiring. Had a great lunch with people talking about violence again. ♥ Well, violence and terrifyingly strange erotica. And alcohol. This is all much better than it sounds.
Still synthesizing too much/little.
Katekyo Hitman Reborn!~~~ ....Tsuna. Kickass. You've really come a long way. How your older self got shot, I'll never know, because if he'd progressed at the same rate you have he should've been able to dodge bullets. When are we going to find out the mysteries of this damned time swap??? When are we going to see the TYL!cast back in the usual present???? Not that these combat sequences aren't delicious, b-but...
Tsubasa~~~ ...........WHAT. WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT. I sort of suspected that but I thought "Nah, that'd be too overwhelmingly stupid. How many Syaorans are there now?!?! They're like--they're like--they're like Duncan Idaho from the Dune books. Liked 'em at first, but at this point I never want to see another. ARGH. Poor Watanuki! I'm beginning to become sorely sick of actual!Syaoran. YourOedipal complex true love isn't worth all this. I'm sorry. It's just not. ...I miss Kurogane. :(
Eyeshield 21~~~ ....
...They had better win this %$#@ing football game.
Back to Orpheus.
as ever,
E.
Had a silly crisis over the weekend, plus confetti. This week finds me at a more common level of, y'know...buoyancy. So. All is well.
Virgil Virgil Virgil Virgil Virgil. I cannot get away. He and his damnable epic even snuck into my Deconstructed Superhero thoughts the other day, not to mention I'm now translating some of that Orpheus & Eurydice story he wrote in the Georgics (ve-e-e-e-ery slowly) for Latin IIA. & now we're moving onto Dante's Inferno in that tutorial, but Virgil's a character in that, so...I'm probably going to get a crush on him like the last time I read the Commedia...oops.
Got to wait for NaNo, unfortunately, but have this edgy urge to do it now now now. Want very much to write, see. Daedalus, right, he's been talking all about his usual pseudoskeletal architecture yadda-yadda, only he still hasn't got around to putting panes in the windows of the fourth wall. |D Oops.
Listening to a tad too much Radiohead. Another oops. Like them, but they're--a little--unsettling. :/
Not much to say. Did two tours today in succession; apparently succeeded. Whew. Tiring. Had a great lunch with people talking about violence again. ♥ Well, violence and terrifyingly strange erotica. And alcohol. This is all much better than it sounds.
Still synthesizing too much/little.
Katekyo Hitman Reborn!~~~ ....Tsuna. Kickass. You've really come a long way. How your older self got shot, I'll never know, because if he'd progressed at the same rate you have he should've been able to dodge bullets. When are we going to find out the mysteries of this damned time swap??? When are we going to see the TYL!cast back in the usual present???? Not that these combat sequences aren't delicious, b-but...
Tsubasa~~~ ...........WHAT. WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT. I sort of suspected that but I thought "Nah, that'd be too overwhelmingly stupid. How many Syaorans are there now?!?! They're like--they're like--they're like Duncan Idaho from the Dune books. Liked 'em at first, but at this point I never want to see another. ARGH. Poor Watanuki! I'm beginning to become sorely sick of actual!Syaoran. Your
Eyeshield 21~~~ ....
...They had better win this %$#@ing football game.
Back to Orpheus.
as ever,
E.
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Current Music: pink - oh my god
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