Sunday, January 22, 2006
I finally finished reading a book I began the first week of school. I brought it with me when I biketicalled. For about the past hour and-a-half I have been scanning the school library catalogue for certain cross-referenced books the author handily bibliographed. He referred to Foucalt's History of Sexuality, which I have meant to read, anyhow; I may check it out sometime, after I finish Kosmos (which I read during work and between classes and have almost completed).
Kosmos compiles several essays, the ones about Athenian political and private enmity and the citizen conception of the polis being of greater interest to me. Reading about people cross-prosecuting each other immer macht Spaß. And then I am interested in how ancient Athens was divided into demes and tribes and such. Certain books I read mention them, but I need a better conceptualization.
However, at the moment I must pause this research to complete my neglected Greek homework. I will allot myself two hours to this endeavour before going to bed, which I look forward to greatly in consideration of the fact that I slept at most three hours last night, between closing and opening shifts. That arrangement, oddly, works well, because I never do anything Saturday nights, and nothing nor no one moves on a Sunday morning in Lubbock, except to attend church. This morning I happily read Kosmos between the infrequent customer (until about twelve-thirty, which is when kiddies began waking up or returning from church (often still groggy and recovering from Saturday night's doings).
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:48 PM]