Maxy’s back. After being beshadowed by the black dog yesterday, I am in good spirits today. Dr. Watson kindly got back to me and gave me my requested extension, so all I need do now is understand the subject matter. I have stopped ‘freaking out’ about the archæology paper. No news is good news. I re-read it yesterday and am quite certain that Dr. Kirk cannot fail me. The paper is a good one. In a worst case scenario I will just have to do better next time. He should have returned the paper by now. It is not me being slack.
At Yale I have made a big splash, and yesterday I earned a compliment from the esteemed Professor there. I was in tears of joy afterwards, as it is something almost unimaginable for me to achieve. A compliment from one of the top professors at one of the top universities in the world. I am overjoyed.There is this guy on the Yale course, he has come to the attention of the staff, because he has a vast knowledge of chemical compounds to do with cement, and a reasonable knowledge of Roman history. He is worse than me for ‘peacock pluming’ but I was able to thrust and parry in conversation with him. He’s talking about cement this and concrete that, and I felt like saying what Quint said to Hooper in Jaws, “You got city hands, been countin’ money; never done a hard days work in your life.” I am holding my own there.
Back to the Latin, gladly. The quicker I get this done and dusted the quicker I can get back to archæology, and eventually, Roman architecture. This is gonna be a busy old week. I have no tobacco, which is a good thing. Taking Ronulus out for walkies is a great cure for smoking.
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