Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Not feeling particularly scholarly today, I woke up to exercise from about seven to nine, wie ein gutes Ei. Then I went to the mall (for hopefully the last time this semester), whereinwhich I acquired the following:
a haircutAfterward I walked to an apartment complex about two minutes off campus to sign and initial some forms on my lease. I am both relieved and enthused. The rooms are at the upper limit of my budget, but living close enough to walk to school ist sehr wichtig. Plus, the rooms are furnished, a computer lab and gym equipment are provided, and most importantly, I have my own bathroom again, with no one but me to befoul the toilet. And, of course, the apartment is cheaper in the long run than living in the dorms, which also kick one out during summer and winter breaks.
skater shirts for Eddie Bob's birthday
a neon green workout bra
an apple green t-shirt
I worked off lunch from about five to seven, reading through another section of Tacitus whilst riding the bike machine thingy (Wolfdietrich). I find this exercise business relaxing, when I have time to do it.
Since I become eligible to register for fall classes April fourth, I examined my options and tentatively came up with about fifteen hours: the next level of Greek (second year), a seminar on Greek and Roman sculpture (thus completing visual/performing arts requirements), principles of horticulture (a lab science), another German readings class, and finally a class on ancient (mostly Greek, presumably) philosophy. The first three are essentially set in stone, but horticulture and the philosophy course might be moved back another semester or two, if necessary.
Having put two loads of laundry in the washers, and half an hour now having passed, I suppose I should sally forth to dry them, and in the meantime, sew Bucky Katt onto a t-shirt.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 6:13 PM]