Let me get this straight:

I've lived in my neighbourhood for all of eighteen years, and for ten of them there was an antiquarian book seller three blocks away?

Katie went on a field trip today. To heaven.

I spent sixty dollars on new old books! I have a collection on interpretations of Alice in Wonderland, a book on folk tales of the British Isles, a ( Read more... )

This week, I learned that a Roman aristocrat's third name (cognomen) was actually a nickname, occasionally based on a physical attribute.

Which means that the history books, which generally refer to them by their cognomens (to avoid confusing all the Gaiuses and Marcuses) are actually full of the exploits of people called "Hairy", "Little Boots", " ( Read more... )

*happy sigh* Outside my window, the elms on my street are just STREAMING these great big lemon-yellow leaves, and they're kind of turning and flashing gold in shafts of sunlight. Also, there's a pair of magpies playing under the leaves on my front lawn.

I'm going to take that as a good omen, because magpies are my lucky birds, and, as they say, "One ( Read more... )

Non amo te, Sabidi, nec possum dicere - quare; Hoc tantum possum dicere, non amo te.

(I love you not, Sabidius, the reason for which I cannot tell; this only can I say, I love you not.)

I was translating this epigram by Martial in Latin today, and I suddenly realized that it reminded me of an old nursery rhyme - "I do not love thee, Doctor Fell". ( Read more... )

   
I think I've finally figured out how my tablet works. That said, my first efforts are still kinda scribbly-looking...see below. At the very least, I can finally use layers. Boo yeah.

As you can see, I took a shot at drawing Harley Quinn as she might have appeared in the Nolan films. Ledger's Joker deserves a Harley to torment and abuse, I think. 
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Thoughts on university thus far:

8:00 AM classes? Can go die. In a hole.
Word Religions? Rocks my life. 
And Latin! I'm learning Latin! I'm actually learning Latin! This is satisfying my inner pedant to NO END.

Also, should really stop watching the X-Files at ungodly hours of the night.

On that note, when, exactly, did I turn into a slavering Skinner ( Read more... )

I've noticed that when I'm feeling sad and/or nostalgic, I pop in my dad's old Jethro Tull tape ( Read more... )

I am now officially a BIG GIRL!

No, I didn't go out to Whyte Ave and get smashed. I DID spend a large part of the day curled up in cramp-related agony (for the past three years, my birthday present to myself has been the gift of menstruation.) I DID have a large mug of Chai tea flavoured with Jamaican rum, though. And I DID receive Withnail and I ( Read more... )

I are very excited. 
I are going to Greek food and (finally) see Ironman at the cheapseats with
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I'm back!

And I'm still speaking French in odd reflexive spurts, so we can infer that the immersion process was at least partially successful.

Go me!

Damn, it's nice not to be surrounded by teenagers. I met some really neat people and made some very good friends (and drew a lot of portraits), but I seem to have a sign on my forehead reading 'Tell Me ( Read more... )