I was at work the other night (Won's westwon) and two of my colleagues (the 'phet freak young lad and prozac Julie - either being really depressed or whirling about like a dervish, respectively) were under the weather. At one point, the boy had stomach cramps and was hunched over, after having left for about half an hour. I thought he might just be on some toxins or perhaps buckles under pressure easily (he often leaves when "Chairlady Mao" begins shouting). He wouldn't last two days at "hell on earth" (the pub Wolfae and I used to work at: she stuck it out for three months, me, a year). Anyway. Young boy and prozac Julie were surely feeling poorly, and whatever awful burning contagion they have has seemingly been transmitted, to me. Great. Juuust great. For the last two days I have been... regular. Not only that but I feel like what I just lost, in terms of weight. I have had to give up smoking (which makes me irritable, but reading philosophy and sacred books help with that) which sucks big-time. For the most part I am likely through the worst of it, but I still feel like rubbish.
I will probably even have to miss D&D tomorrow, but I don't know. I loathed to return to such boyish habits, but my only impetus for doing so was being banned from the OU Classical Studies society even prior to its formal conception (which has to be some kind of record). Gemini is a social creature, an intellectual. I am not made for sitting alone the entire time never talking to anybody.
I managed to read some more literature about Domitian on Jstor, and although us "mortals" (students) have only a fraction of the information available to "the gods" (ALs) there was still some kick-ass articles on there. The Jstor access is awesome. I hasten to add that not one single article of such quality appeared in the search results with the same criterion in the new and "improved" OU library, not one.
I have a friend across the road (I say "friend", should I say, a man I know walks his dog in the same field as mine, whom also happens to be a student of history with the OU) who said that one can actually stall the conferring of [dis]honours of a degree. This makes me wonder about the crayon/unicorn idea. What I will likely do, upon flunking Latin (if indeed I do flunk, which is possible) is call them up and simply explain [amicably] that "Open" is not a subject, is of no use to an employer, and that a classical studies degree without Latin is not a classical studies degree, in truth. I would prefer a diploma in humanitas to a dishonourable BA in "Open", even though the Dip.H.E. is only equivalent to two years at college (an HND). It is more useful, in terms of gaining a job, especially abroad. (Diplome means "degree" in French). Of course, the University could refuse to grant me anything, as Cambridge did to Marlowe, that is still a possibility. In which case I will simply become a musician again.
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