Renaissance Girl

Ah, I love historians: "...out of curiosity, I went through 780 [Venetian] wills..." Ehehe. Gawd.

Watch me, in thirty years I'll be using that excuse. "Just out of curiosity...I read five hundred incomprehensible documents of Roman law. Just out of curiosity, I traveled for eight months through Ireland collecting folktales. Just out of curiousity, I got lost in the sewers under Manhattan for a week. It was research!" Etc, etc. Hee.

Have read most of my homework for tomorrow (The Song of Roland); am about to finish it. It's really strange--the tenses in the translation, because of the way the Old French was written, are truly bizarre:
'Marsile was white with rage;
he breaks the seal and threw aside the wax.
He looks at the letter and saw the written message...'

Rather double-take-inducing.

Last night Jared (from PCMS!) called me. Which was definetely a double-take, as a) I haven't talked to him in about three years and b) I have no idea how he got this number. It was really weird. He wants to catch up, which I suppose I ought to do. Still, very weird...

Tomorrow I am seeing Melissa! Hurrah and yay! And then Friday is Naka's. YES.

Have put on Neverwhere for background company. Hee. Suspect it may become rather more foreground. Ahhh, Neverwhere...I forcibly lent it to Chris the other day. (Am forcibly lending Good Omens to Erin, as well.) This summer I really want to explore the Seattle underground...I'm sure there's interesting things down there. Terribly much. I feel, at the moment, as if I haven't got enough weirdness in my life; I'm not sure what to do to remedy that. Write, I suppose; not that I have time for that. But then, I haven't got time to go wandering about in Seattle Below either, so.
I don't think Seattle has any tunnels quite so large and well-kept up as the tube ones, but then I might be wrong. It's been a while. Oooh, I want to go explore....

Auditioned for Top Girls. Walked in, filled out a form (with a beautiful fountain pen), read a scene in a pseudo-English accent, with someone who seemed a very good sort of girl.
Walked to the Bistro for food...chalk up another point against Xavier--it's bloody far away from the food when it's raining and effing cold outside. So, yes, I could get shoes that are warmer, and I could wear a coat, but the point stands! So there.

Am wanting my copy of Neverwhere muchly (maybe will pull a Carabas and ask for a favor in return for keeping it so long), but I realize that if I had it I really wouldn't get any work done. Poking about Neil Gaiman's site is bad enough.

Almost December. Almost winter break. Almost England (almost Tube).

Looking out my window, I can see a teacher and students in the classroom opposite. Class at 7pm...really does not appeal.

Too true:

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