Thursday, March 15, 2007
Rebekah and I leave for Amarillo tomorrow at ten. I expect the trip to be unexciting, but a welcome change from sitting at the coffee shop poring over articles about Goethe, as I have been doing the past several days. I enjoy the work, but it becomes monotonous after a while.
This evening I need to finish taking notes over certain of the Elegies, so that upon my return Saturday I can concentrate on Latin satire for an exam Wednesday. The Greek exam is Friday, for which I am thoroughly unprepared. Oh, well. I am exhausted.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 3:12 PM]