Thursday, June 08, 2006
I climbed the rock wall with Sharada and Kathrin (one of the native German graduate instructors) Wednesday, felt only mildly sore yesterday, and this morning can barely move. Tense areas consist mainly of my arms, upper back, and the muscles at the side of my torso. I assume this shan't happen too often, if I continue going every other weekday. I might become serious about this rock-climbing business, considering it is non-contact and only involves another person holding the other end of the rope (or vice versa). This week I did not have time to take the certification class, but next week I should finish, and then Sharada won't have to find another partner every time we go.
The first entomology exam occurs this morning at ten o'clock. I feareth not, for it is open-book and I am confident about my knowledge of the material. Afterward I will probably nap and either visit the financial aid office or run some other errands. Taking only one class with a simultaneous reduction in work has proved a much more affable arrangement in contrast to the academic year nightmare. In fall I will pay.
I finished reading The Clouds, which disappointed greatly after having read Lysistrata (by the same author). I sense a poor translation foremost and a weaker story base second. Apathy toward (or ignorance of) the characters probably colours my view. The conclusion is analagous to that I held after reading Fahrenheit 451: great subject, inadequate method of communicating the point.
But oh, well. More things to read abound.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 11:30 PM]