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Oct. 11th, 2004 01:12 pmI went into the Lemeuix Library today at lunch break...ostensibly to find rescources for my geography paper. The staircases between the first and second floors are fabulous--they're white and wide and they twist around each other in an abbreviated, glittering double helix. I went to the catalog and after failing to find anything useful to my current project, looked up Shakespearean crit and Elizabethan playwrights (because really, that's the most important section of the whole library). So I found a couple call numbers, went up to the fourth floor, and found the most glorious aisle of old, crackling, library-smelling books on Kit Marlowe and Shakespeare and Jonson, and there's piles of them, and it was joyous. So I sat on the floor and read about Marlowe for a while. I checked out four (The Death Of Christopher Marlowe, Christopher Marlowe, Shakespeare's Young Lovers, and Modern Critical Interpretations of Shakespeare's Sonnets) and they are beautiful and literary and sitting on my desk waiting to be read.
Next year fall quarter is like the light at the end of an already lit tunnel. We're studying Shakespeare and Marlowe and Donne! A class on Elizabethan drama, Will and Kit and all the fabulous writing they did, it's like drugs. And in Thought we'll be reading Descartes, Leibniz, Hobbes, Locke and Hume, and in History it's all about the Renaissance and Enlightenment and oooooh it may possibly be the best quarter of my life.
Of course, if you don't count the bloody paper and Dr. Tadie's way of talking, this one's pretty damn good so far. We're getting into the Republic now...[Dan was talking about the 'might makes right' view of justice and mentioned Machiavelli, and I muttered something along the lines of, Ooh, Machiavelli, I like him, and Kareem looked at me funny. So sue me. I think Nicolo was cool. I don't agree with him or anything. Hehe...oooooh, books....]
I probably should care about that paper I have to write. But I don't. I'm not too worried, acutually. And now I'm scampering off to History, haha, the best class...
Next year fall quarter is like the light at the end of an already lit tunnel. We're studying Shakespeare and Marlowe and Donne! A class on Elizabethan drama, Will and Kit and all the fabulous writing they did, it's like drugs. And in Thought we'll be reading Descartes, Leibniz, Hobbes, Locke and Hume, and in History it's all about the Renaissance and Enlightenment and oooooh it may possibly be the best quarter of my life.
Of course, if you don't count the bloody paper and Dr. Tadie's way of talking, this one's pretty damn good so far. We're getting into the Republic now...[Dan was talking about the 'might makes right' view of justice and mentioned Machiavelli, and I muttered something along the lines of, Ooh, Machiavelli, I like him, and Kareem looked at me funny. So sue me. I think Nicolo was cool. I don't agree with him or anything. Hehe...oooooh, books....]
I probably should care about that paper I have to write. But I don't. I'm not too worried, acutually. And now I'm scampering off to History, haha, the best class...