Dear Mom and Dad,

Thank you so much for coming to Sea Trials!1 There was no end to my joy when I learned that you would be there to observe the absolute hardest, most painful day of my life.

It made me especially proud to hear you cheering my name as my company ran past, already soaking wet and exhausted even though we were only two hours into a 14 ( Read more... )

I realize that many of the people who read this journal barely know me. However, I don't see how much harm this can do. Click on these links and follow the instructions: for the first one, pick 5 or 6 words that you think describe my best attributes; for the second, 5-6 that describe my worst. Don't be shy about it ( Read more... )

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Yup. This journal is just for friends.

Thats not entirely true, actually. All it means is that I think it would be nice for you to shoot me an e-mail first and say "hi". As long as you don't work for some top-secret Israeli intelligence agency, chances are I'll let you in.

There's lots of crazy stuff in here. You KNOW you're interested. I know ( Read more... )

Though I'm not a Christian, this poem resonates with me.

I sit among my charts and maps ( Read more... )

So there it is. I believe in the idea of Amitates, mortally fierce devotion to one's friends. I believe in aspects of the idea of Clientes, the higher serving the lower ( Read more... )

For a Roman, service was a virtue. It was a great honor to serve the people who were lower in social status than you were ( Read more... )

I came across an interesting chapter today when leafing through my Roman history book looking for the chapter I was actually supposed to read for class (and which, incidentally, never got read. Such is life, no?). This chapter outlined the Roman social ideals. For some reason, a section on "Amitates" caught my eye; I began to read ( Read more... )

Just a note: if you want to post a comment in my journal but aren't a registered LJ user, PLEASE just include a name or some sort of identifier in your comment so I know who to attribute it to. It's just common courtesy for one, and I also just like to know who cares about me enough to comment. Anonymous well-wishers, come forth and make yourselves ( Read more... )