Hmm, not getting along so well with my prose composition. Possibly I would do better if I try harder; all I’ve got so far is ‘nec indignum nec inane’.
Time here’s drawing to an end again, then. This time next week I’ll be alone, maybe finishing the final Scarlatti recording session, maybe back in my room entertaining myself. Home tomorrow, for five weeks.
Once again I’m trying to keep positive, and really there’s no reason not to. I need a change of pace, I think we all do after this term, and it’ll be wonderful to have free time - and work time, for that matter. This term’s certainly gone faster than Michaelmas; I can’t really believe that I have my end of term meeting with Carrie on Friday, or that my supervisors have apparently written up my term reports already.
Lots of work left to do yet, though, and there’s some nice things approaching too. Going out for Matt’s birthday meal tonight, and we have Christ’s annual Classics dinner tomorrow evening - I need to find an object to represent a classical character, ahah. No ideas yet.
Ahhh clausuli.
