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So, I'm a little worried about the fact that my current favourite works of Chaucer are The Prioress's Tale and The Book of the Duchess. Not so much the Book, because it is madly charming even if apparently it's "less literary" than the rest of his work or whatever, and I really like the narrative structure and the way it sounds when read aloud, not to mention the plot is intriguing, even if the characters aren't exactly sympathetic - and the Duchess really serves no point. Still. What I'm really worried about is the Prioress. Because that's a fucked up story, what with the whole child martyr thing and throwing of children in toilets and the mad, mad antisemitism. And yet I feel like there's a lot to say about it, in the way it kind of subverts itself and also in the idea of the powerless and dispossessed somehow being the righteous in the end.
Though I'm still kind of hoping to write my exam on the marriage cycle.
On a completely different note, I'm reading up on the policies of the president candidates, and why on earth would anyone need to buy 12 guns a year?
( Weird rambling about friendship patterns. )
Also, it occurs to me that I only have two months before I'm supposed to declare my thesis subject. This is causing more panic than it should, since for one thing, I should be panicking about my exams (particularly since all I can remember from OE grammar is verbs and pronouns, which is okay, but hardly ideal. New Year's Resolution: Panic about the near future) and for another, I know what I want to do. The problem is, I'm not sure I'll be allowed. Boo.
However! Saw Oskar today; went to the French Book Café, which was lovely and quite pretentious - coffee, cakes and Edith Piaf, hurra! Also managed to purchase two sets of underwear, at cheap, cheap sale prices and the most beautiful shoes ever. They look like this except with higher heels. They're awesome and so comfy, they're almost distracting me from all my different lines of panic. Yay, shoes!
Though I'm still kind of hoping to write my exam on the marriage cycle.
On a completely different note, I'm reading up on the policies of the president candidates, and why on earth would anyone need to buy 12 guns a year?
( Weird rambling about friendship patterns. )
Also, it occurs to me that I only have two months before I'm supposed to declare my thesis subject. This is causing more panic than it should, since for one thing, I should be panicking about my exams (particularly since all I can remember from OE grammar is verbs and pronouns, which is okay, but hardly ideal. New Year's Resolution: Panic about the near future) and for another, I know what I want to do. The problem is, I'm not sure I'll be allowed. Boo.
However! Saw Oskar today; went to the French Book Café, which was lovely and quite pretentious - coffee, cakes and Edith Piaf, hurra! Also managed to purchase two sets of underwear, at cheap, cheap sale prices and the most beautiful shoes ever. They look like this except with higher heels. They're awesome and so comfy, they're almost distracting me from all my different lines of panic. Yay, shoes!
