Rose petals and poppy flowers
Nov. 18th, 2009 12:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yuuagoToday has been exhausting. I'm not even sure why, as I didn't do anything to cause me to be so tired. Maybe it's just the day. Either way, I feel as if I could fall over at any minute. I actually did fall asleep this evening accidentally. Woke up at ten o'clock or so. It's a pain in the ass, because I was roleplaying at the time - was waiting for a reply, so I flopped on my bed and... yeah. Oops. And now I just feel dumb. Oh, well. I'll live. Mm, been roleplaying a bit these past couple days, actually. Think that Helsi triggered it by coming back again. I feel kind of nostalgic when we play together, remembering back around Eurovision. Those were good times back then, they really were.
Well. I've a cup of hot herbal tea. Going to write this entry, then sleep. Saa. 's good.
Today was just bad, I think. I woke up in a foul mood. Not a good way to start. It kind of hung over me the whole day, except for during medieval class. 'n then in the afternoon, when I was waiting for the classroom to open so I could go in, I got approached by two people doing some survey. Okay, I thought it was just some... I dunno, one of those regular surveys people end up doing for whatever. Turns out it was some spirituality survey... Thing. Urgh. Awkward.
I answered their questions anyway, but I couldn't help but get the feeling that the entire time, they weren't taking me seriously at all. It doesn't help that it's really hard to explain a form that is so general, so stripped-down. Gods that don't physically manifest. Gods that don't speak. We're not talking bright-eyed Athena, here. And when they asked things like, if I could ask the gods anything, what would I ask -- the best I could come up with was something related to climate change. Not "why is there so much pain and suffering in the world" or anything like that. Far as I'm concerned, that's an entirely human problem, and the gods have nothing to do with it. Ask a philosopher.
Rrrgh. Anyway. So, yeah, that kind of left me in a funk for the rest of the day and I still feel kind of down. Well. Nothing that can be done about that. Best put it behind me. Tomorrow will be better.
On a lighter note, medieval was amazing. We used the McIntosh dot-maps to pinpoint the dialect of various versions of a particular poem based on various words and factors like the use of o vs a in spelling. It was pretty cool. And at one point I was asked to read some Middle English out loud. Intimidating as fuck, but I managed better than I ordinarily would because, coincidentally, on the weekend I had been doing some short recordings of bits of Middle English (just snippets of the CT general prologue) for Minako. Aaa. So I didn't have too much trouble with it, though of course my pronunciation was all over the place and I have trouble with o vs a. Mmn, Minako says that Middle English sounds a bit like German (except maybe not quite as angry). I guess I can see that.
Now that I'm thinking of that - really need to get to work on my next medieval essay. Argh. I've been in a slump since Friday, and it sucks. Well, need to start climbing my way out of it again, I guess.
Well. I've a cup of hot herbal tea. Going to write this entry, then sleep. Saa. 's good.
Today was just bad, I think. I woke up in a foul mood. Not a good way to start. It kind of hung over me the whole day, except for during medieval class. 'n then in the afternoon, when I was waiting for the classroom to open so I could go in, I got approached by two people doing some survey. Okay, I thought it was just some... I dunno, one of those regular surveys people end up doing for whatever. Turns out it was some spirituality survey... Thing. Urgh. Awkward.
I answered their questions anyway, but I couldn't help but get the feeling that the entire time, they weren't taking me seriously at all. It doesn't help that it's really hard to explain a form that is so general, so stripped-down. Gods that don't physically manifest. Gods that don't speak. We're not talking bright-eyed Athena, here. And when they asked things like, if I could ask the gods anything, what would I ask -- the best I could come up with was something related to climate change. Not "why is there so much pain and suffering in the world" or anything like that. Far as I'm concerned, that's an entirely human problem, and the gods have nothing to do with it. Ask a philosopher.
Rrrgh. Anyway. So, yeah, that kind of left me in a funk for the rest of the day and I still feel kind of down. Well. Nothing that can be done about that. Best put it behind me. Tomorrow will be better.
On a lighter note, medieval was amazing. We used the McIntosh dot-maps to pinpoint the dialect of various versions of a particular poem based on various words and factors like the use of o vs a in spelling. It was pretty cool. And at one point I was asked to read some Middle English out loud. Intimidating as fuck, but I managed better than I ordinarily would because, coincidentally, on the weekend I had been doing some short recordings of bits of Middle English (just snippets of the CT general prologue) for Minako. Aaa. So I didn't have too much trouble with it, though of course my pronunciation was all over the place and I have trouble with o vs a. Mmn, Minako says that Middle English sounds a bit like German (except maybe not quite as angry). I guess I can see that.
Now that I'm thinking of that - really need to get to work on my next medieval essay. Argh. I've been in a slump since Friday, and it sucks. Well, need to start climbing my way out of it again, I guess.
Yuu. Fic writer & book lover. M/Canada.