9:50 am, line 66
Ah, a new day!
School
Those were the days…
Every so often, though not too often, perhaps as I’m translating line 53 of 160 lines of Old English text, my inbox will “ping,” and I’ll get a letter like this. Hi PaulMy husband just loves his gift last Xmas of PauleatsPerthI have a question. My husband wants to go to a new restaurant in … Read more
Potato
Four chapters down, one to go…had to take a hiatus the other day to have a ridiculous fight with my little brother that left me drained. Had a nice dinner for my birthday, better for friends, but hard to shake the sads. Yesterday afternoon was cold and it wasn’t bad to curl up on the … Read more
What I’m Reading Right Now
The Anglo-Saxons. It’s excellent. Even if I didn’t have a final exam that covered the second half of the book, I would probably be reading it for pleasure. But before you run out and buy your loved one a copy for Christmas, talk to me, I might be able to find you a copy, cheap. … Read more
It’s a real question…
Why does my friend Katie, who has a fair amount of social anxiety still have a life so much more adventurous than mine? It could be that I have (undiagnosed) social anxiety too, and that’s why I sit at my desk in my flannel cowboy pajamas night after night instead of going out. Or, possibly … Read more
On a More Positive Note
I feel like my last couple posts of late have been somewhat negative. I’m okay with that. In fact, I intend to continue in the same vein until mid-December, so be sure to stay tuned! But before we embark on two more weeks of hilarity, I would like to riff on the topic of gratitude. … Read more
Trying Really Hard To Still Like My Old English Professor
Okay, truthfully I’m not trying that hard…I need my angst and pissed-offness to fuel my endeavors for the next two weeks. Here’s the thing, this professor seems like a happy person, and he’s is passionate about his area. I tend to be drawn to such people, as friends or teachers. It’s fun to hang out … Read more
What Early Childhood Has Formed, Let No Therapy Tear Asunder
Today in my undergraduate Level 1 Beginning Jazz Dance class that I am taking as an elective for fun, to help relieve the pressure of my other classes, I broke down crying. I went down my list of things that might normally lead me to such a state of panic…like the insensitivity of my spouse, … Read more
Old English is NOT English!
So tonight one of the works I am translating is called Deor. This title alone could mean “bold” or “dear” or “animal.” My book calls this work a “poem of consolation.” Each verse recounts a miserable experience, followed by a little refrain that loosely translates as “That passed, so too shall this.” The first verse … Read more