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1) Finals are over, which means I need to work out properly what I'm going to do for independent study this summer. I admit I'm leaning towards Ovid for Latin, since I already have a nice Bryn Mawr edition for him, and he's not super difficult, but I'm wondering if maybe I need to branch out. Definitely not doing Cicero, since that's who my next class is on; while it'd be good practice, I don't want to burn out on the guy before I even get there. Suggestions?
Greek will probably be a play. One of the comedies. I really need to get back into the swing of Attic prose, and if I have to study tragedies next semester, then by god I'm going to get something at least mildly amusing in this semester. But I might hit up some Lysias or Antiphon while I'm at it, since I have books for them. And it would give me an excuse to email my favorite Greek prof for help...
2) It is weirdly soothing to do some chores at the new place. Sweeping off the patio-esque concrete slab! Using the functional dishwasher! Sweeping the enormous kitchen that's not too filthy! Running loads of clothing in the washing machine and dryer we have right here in the house! The thrill of it all!
2a) ...but I think I need to get Yard Care For Dummies or something along those lines, because I look at the nice mildly landscaped and mulched beds of shrubs, or the scrubby back yard, or the fallen branch that I chopped up, and I have NO IDEA what to do with any of these things. "Sweep stuff off the concrete bits" and "pull incipient vines off the outside walls of the house" are about as much as I can work out from first principles.
There's a lawnmower in the shed. (Woo? I guess the previous owners left it to make up for taking the fridge.) I'm...not really sure how to run it. Or if I should. We don't exactly have proper grass in the back yard; it's certainly not a lawn.
3) I am so looking forward to doing more biking in the new neighborhood. Inflated the tires on my bike and everything!
4) There is nothing quite as useful as having another person back at home who would object to keep me from terrible impulse buys. Especially in pet stores. "Parakeets are adorable! And it says they're happier in groups!" is way too thrilling a thought, though the listed lifespan of those beautiful little birds certainly helps nail that idea right back down again.
Greek will probably be a play. One of the comedies. I really need to get back into the swing of Attic prose, and if I have to study tragedies next semester, then by god I'm going to get something at least mildly amusing in this semester. But I might hit up some Lysias or Antiphon while I'm at it, since I have books for them. And it would give me an excuse to email my favorite Greek prof for help...
2) It is weirdly soothing to do some chores at the new place. Sweeping off the patio-esque concrete slab! Using the functional dishwasher! Sweeping the enormous kitchen that's not too filthy! Running loads of clothing in the washing machine and dryer we have right here in the house! The thrill of it all!
2a) ...but I think I need to get Yard Care For Dummies or something along those lines, because I look at the nice mildly landscaped and mulched beds of shrubs, or the scrubby back yard, or the fallen branch that I chopped up, and I have NO IDEA what to do with any of these things. "Sweep stuff off the concrete bits" and "pull incipient vines off the outside walls of the house" are about as much as I can work out from first principles.
There's a lawnmower in the shed. (Woo? I guess the previous owners left it to make up for taking the fridge.) I'm...not really sure how to run it. Or if I should. We don't exactly have proper grass in the back yard; it's certainly not a lawn.
3) I am so looking forward to doing more biking in the new neighborhood. Inflated the tires on my bike and everything!
4) There is nothing quite as useful as having another person back at home who would object to keep me from terrible impulse buys. Especially in pet stores. "Parakeets are adorable! And it says they're happier in groups!" is way too thrilling a thought, though the listed lifespan of those beautiful little birds certainly helps nail that idea right back down again.