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Jan. 15th, 2004 12:35 pmToday, there shall be no compsing related to my own comps. There shall be stats homework-ing, and gym going, and grocery shopping, and comforting of and brainstorming for my comps writing partner, whose advisor just suggested that she switch back to her 395 paper. I need a break.
I'm thinking of getting involved in the philosophy department's attempt to stage Plato's "Phaedo". It would be a good way to meet new people, get out of the house and my usual run of acquaintances. On the other hand, Phaedo. It has almost no dramatic tension, a lot of exposition, and a lot of silly, unfocused philosophy. Would it preserve my sanity during comps? Or lead down that slippery slope towards insanity?
I watched a movie about middle schoolers entering the National Spelling Bee last night. It was pretty interesting. A few of the kids were from families that obsessed over spelling bees, but the rest seemed to be kids who were just fascinated with language and self-motivated. I respect that a lot. On the other hand, the phonetics of English are dastardly, and it's a sport where one mistake, a single word, can disqualify you forever. One girl was disqualified for spelling terrene (pertaining to the material world) as terrine, which is what it sounds like. Ah, for a nice phonetic language like Czech!
I'm thinking of getting involved in the philosophy department's attempt to stage Plato's "Phaedo". It would be a good way to meet new people, get out of the house and my usual run of acquaintances. On the other hand, Phaedo. It has almost no dramatic tension, a lot of exposition, and a lot of silly, unfocused philosophy. Would it preserve my sanity during comps? Or lead down that slippery slope towards insanity?
I watched a movie about middle schoolers entering the National Spelling Bee last night. It was pretty interesting. A few of the kids were from families that obsessed over spelling bees, but the rest seemed to be kids who were just fascinated with language and self-motivated. I respect that a lot. On the other hand, the phonetics of English are dastardly, and it's a sport where one mistake, a single word, can disqualify you forever. One girl was disqualified for spelling terrene (pertaining to the material world) as terrine, which is what it sounds like. Ah, for a nice phonetic language like Czech!
