I have calmed down somewhat after today’s fiasco. I played my heart out down at the café and they treated me ever so well. I had a slight pay-rise and some generous tips for doing such a great job. I am instilled with confidence about performing music alone in a posh restaurant, which is just as well. The chalice was poisoned by underhand deeds. The net result is that I shall be more well paid, and am myself a one-man musical army. No banjoists required.
My Coursera is going exceptionally well, but my other studies are suffering. I cannot allow this to happen. Today I will catch up on my Latin, and leave Roman architecture and World Archæology until I have caught up on my Latin studies.The best thing about Reading Classical Latin is the quotes from ancient orators, poets and philosophers. It is an excellent part of the book, and I am so glad it contains most of the materials for Continuing Classical Latin, as due to the points tally, I am not permitted to study that module. It matters not, as I already have the lion’s share of the books, so can continue studying Latin during the summer break. My pronunciation is coming along well, and although some authors who wrote in Latin are long since forgotten precisely because they wrote in Latin, this does not affect me. Why? Because nobody is interested in what I have to say anyway, so it is only posthumously that I will be appreciated. Marlowe would be so very proud.
Gung Fu is still majorly boned. No dole or owt and he will be relying on me to support him. This I cannot do, because I am so poor myself. Fifteen for the gig plus a tenner in tips doesn’t go very far. At least I bought dog food, and saved enough for postage on my Latin essay, which are the main things.
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