More than anything, I want to just curl up in bed with something moderately lightweight…I don’t read, like, Harlequin, or anything…just something about the weight of Bridget Jones. Maybe a Judith Krantz, which is my biggest weakness. I like reading that lower-end stuff, that easy to read paperback level, preferably Brit-imported, more than I like to watch TV…especially as my frat brothers don’t seem to like ST:TNG.
But no, all I have is Herodotus’ “The Histories”, translated from the Greek in 590 into contemporary English. It’s good, make no mistake…but it’s on that level of “I, Claudius”, which, while one of my favorite books, requires much memorization of names, places and events. Ol’ H. wrote in 590 BC, and he gossips left right and centre about all these places in and around Greece…Egypt even.
By the way, the way he describes them, the Egyptians were black. “Black skin and woolly hair”, he says. There’s the answer to THAT. Not a mention of a Hebrew yet though.
So it’s Herodotus, or my Social History of Europe readings…and I think it’ll even be the latter, because although my brain is screaming for a break, I have to have it read by 10am tomorrow.
Fuck. No-one EVER told me university was THIS HARD! Out of high school,I didn’t study…now, I have the habits of an adult…I treat this like a job, I do what I’m told to do…which happens to be a crapload of reading. It’s humiliating when I’m in discussion and haven’t studied…
Today was Yom Kippur. I feel cleansed. I feel pretty calm. I came out of temple, Moby’s “porcelain” was on the radio, I was just at peace. I’ve atoned, I’ve forgiven…may no one suffer on my account, for any wrong they may have done me.
I really love this New Order track…although I also loved “what if?” (is that the title? track 8 on adore), which is another song with the Corgan-Doing-New-Order sound…Smashing Order, basically. My favorite New Order song of all time is still “True Faith” though…I remember listening to that in a Southwest plane somewhere over New Mexico, flying to Amarillo…good times, good times, crazy times…
I may as well go do my homework now. *sigh*. I just think about how lucky I am to be here, at UBC, to be able to be a student, period. Life is good. Life is very, very good. Days like these…I remember that.