cleaning my room!

(as my mother has a heart attack...) I figure that I've been saying for ages that as soon as I get a bit of spare time, I'm going to clean my room. and for the first time in a long while, I have some spare time. not that I'm making much progress. I have a tendency to fixate on little projects, ignoring the massive piles of paper which just keep accumulating. for example, when I began this process earlier today, I was going through pill bottles, trying to decide what to do with them. those of you out there who take medicine regularly will know what a pain they are, and I always try to come up with something good to do with them. I'm was stuck for a while (and as a result, stopped picking up, of course), then I realized that they would be perfect for holding money from the various countries I've been to. that way, if I decide, hey I want to go to hungary today, I can just grab the bottle, and I'll have all the forints that are left over from my trip last semester. I'm a big dweeb. it'll probably come in most handy if I need pounds for a visit to the off-shore island, or the north (which I plan on visiting this coming weekend). once I had accomplished this, I was able to move onto more productive things, like collecting all the bits and scraps of paper which are around my room into a box (me, throw things away? fat chance). in my own defense, they are what I use for bookmarks, so having them all together is convenient. and I can almost see my desk now!
classes have been going well. especially now that I can go to daibhi's class without feeling guilty about not having the paper done. it took me way too long, I know, but it's done now.
I like my castles class, although it's already half over, which is kind of crazy. I have it six times a week (twice on tuesdays), but once it's over I'll only have four classes from tuesday to thursday. this is consoling, since I was rather upset at having four classes on friday (3 when castles are over), so there's really no way to take a long weekend. but, if I wanted to, I could take off monday evening and come back thursday afternoon, without missing too much. this may be the best way for me to go to edinburgh and berlin, and also the cheapest way.
my irish literature course reminds me constantly of why I'm a history major, and not an english major. the class consists of yeats' later poetry and joyce's ulysses. there are some out there who would call me a masochist upon hearing this, and I have to say that I agree. what was I thinking. sigh. oh well. I was going to have to get around to reading ulysses some day. why not in ireland.
my german class has been pretty laid back, but I have also missed half the classes, because the tuesday class overlaps with castles. I know it's not good, but there's only two more of this conflicts, then I'll be there full time. we're reading goethe's die leiden des jungen werthers, the sorrows of young werther. very tragic, very boring. I was upset that they cancelled their high middle german course. I'll just have to take it when I get back to sc.
and, the class you've all been waiting for: latin! virgil's aeneid...in latin... there are three people in the class. as with last semester, I'm the one with the least latin in the bunch. our teacher is this very enthusiastic american guy, who seems like he's going to be a bit more engaging than the last one. unfortunately, virgil will be painful one way or another. I realized this when the teacher gave us stacks of paper, which probably felled a small forest. and I was foolish enough to mention that I know some german, so he's giving me stuff auf deutsch as well. just imagine, latin verse instructions in german. this could hurt. a lot.
and now I'm going to go eat an apple with some peanut butter and read the rest of my yeats for tomorrow. slan!