It has been an interesting time, blogosphere. The best thing about grad school? Being surrounded by talented, interesting, and passionate people. There’s no real worst thing. There’s lots of work, but A) it is work for which I get paid, and get health care, B) it is work, the dimensions of which I have personally chosen to commit myself to.

Interiorally it’s been a time of upheaval and self-concern–but there is nothing new there. If I had an interior decorator, it would be in a k ind of needless baroque. “Not only is that arch far too complicated, it’s actually a threat to the structural integrity the way it is.” “Yes.” Well. I’m still functioning reasonably well.

I’m taking three dead languages, none in either the same alphabet or the english alphabet, so that’s fun. There are, as expected, two students in Akkadian.

I’m glad to be here, I’m glad to be testing my brain against difficult things, I’m not sure what’s going to happen to me as a person and I’m sort of sure that’s par for the course.
Bonne Nuit…