Well, I have finished my paper on Roman prostitution in the ancient world, and also, this morning, some 9 hours after finishing said paper (with sleep injected in between) I finished reading Good Omens. It has taken me a while, mainly due to my silly schedule and habit of reading in bed, which means I often have to read a bit extra to find out where I am, and what actually happened in the latter half of last-nights' reading...
Good Omens was a really(!) enjoyable book, by arguably two of the best living authors, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. It was wonderfully crafted, with interesting characters, who had intriguingly human responses. It is a charming exploration of humanity's reaction to problems, prophecies, and the nature of religion. Also, the ending was mind-blowing good. I will give it (because I'd be mad not to) a 10/10.
I am now moving on to read Toby Alone by Timothee de Fombelle, which I bought yesterday, and mentioned in yesterday's blog. I also am reading more Sherlock Holmes.
This evening, I am going out for tea with uni folk, and it will be tops. It's similar to wartime, this point in the semester, with assignments, headaches, and late nights flying around at dizzying speeds. There is a certain camaraderie to getting together with fellow soldiers and generally abusing the thought of anyone remotely involved with creating these courses. Ah, uni. I love it.
Have a great day. Blake.
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