Pitstop

Shucks. It reeks to feel guilty about being bored.

I think I've been sitting in front of the computer too much lately. Tried to start on the Heart of Darkness Quote Thematiser today, and was really bored, so bored I couldn't concentrate. And I'm beginning to question whether it's really feasible, since I'll end up quoting whole paragraphs. The book is very rich, good to PC, great for essay-writing, because the textual material lies thickly on the ground. But if you try to categorise every scrap of essay material, you'll end up with a set of notes longer than the book.

Started on Silas Marner today too. I didn't notice Eliot's rather dry humour the first time round. Was reading the first chapter, and it struck me as really funny, her seeming earnestness hiding wryness and even sarcasm at points. But she is still very compassionate, I think...at least I noticed that the first time round =P Rereading my old notes, and found them rather...innocent. Chern's right...looking back now at the book, I'm spotting whole new patterns, and appreciating it at a deeper level. After two years, we've picked up enough of Purvis's thought mode to be able to crack apart more of the book.

Ah well...nothing much more remarkable to report, really. Shall be off to do more Silas Marner. Or maybe I'll just relax. Had a nap this afternoon, and woke up with a splitting headache on the left side of my forehead. Initially I thought of those mini-strokes that Briony has in Atonement, but no such luck, apparently...it still twinges now and again, though. Maybe it's an eye thing...

pondered by phoenican @ 1.9.05