Oh goodness gracious. I feel like I'm going to die from exhaustion/stress. The school year has already gotten off on a most terrible start. Well first of, who decided that Monday was a good day to start of a school year? Then coming back to the station was too crazy -- I worked there most of today. Lab is crazy too -- my microbial frustrations will never end! Then my big dance party was a terrible endeavor. And also an everyday reminder that I don't have any more of my music left. It seems just like an endless stream of bad luck to me, I mean if I start off wrong, the rest of the year goes wrong. And just think of the things that are ahead: applications, tests, school work... oh no... I don't think I could take all of that rejection/failure at once.
Anyway, my classes are fun, I enjoy 2 out of 3. I especially like my Egyptian Art Class and Horace. Today we read some fragments of Archilochos, an early Greek poet and this is what he had to say:
From "Fragments of Archilochos" trans. by Guy Davenport, 1995
"Sergeant to Enyalios,
The great god War,
I practice double labor.
With poetry, that lover's gift,
I serve the lady Muses"
or in other words, he's a lover and a fighter.
However, Archilochos gets much more interesting and we get to see what he really wanted to say...
"Begotten by
His father's
Roaring farts."
(Even the Greeks farted! Oh Plato, you stinker!)
as well as... (and I warn you this may be a bit R/PG-13)
"He comes, in bed,
As copiously as
A Prienian ass
And is equipped
Like a stallion"
RAUNCHY! That's why I love the Greeks. Just kidding. Anyway, as the story goes, Archilochos wrote in iambic, which is a meter usually reserved for insults and criticisms. It was said that Archilochos was so good at doing this that he drove both his girlfriend and her father to suicide, but of course that was according to Hellenistic biographers, who lived no where near the time in which Archilochos existed.
So I guess things aren't all that bad. I don't know. I'm just nervous about my show. I just haven't done it in a long time that I'm scared I'm going to mess it up.... BADLY. Eh, it's the day after tomorrow, I still have tomorrow to work on my playlist. I'm thinking french chansons, but that would mean playing from cassette tapes, which are a pain the butt. We'll see.
I hope everyone had a nice labo(u)r day!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
ANXIETY!
Posted by Becky at 12:26 AM
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