I Go To Be In America

Just like a Sondheim [and Bernstein] song that seems adorable and catchy the first few times you hear it, and after that becomes the bane of your existence because it's permanently entrenched in your head on a neverending loop... I'm going to the US tomorrow.

Don't ask how the extended metaphor relates. I don't even know.

But yeah. I'll be in San Jose CA for a week. Tagging along to a conference for some international organisation of...wait for it...commerce students.

At least I get to go (thankyou frequent flier system).

So yeah. I may or may not be able to access the internet during the next week, but I will be jotting down anything remarkable that happens and I'll post it eventually. Who knows. I might even get enough material to do The Week: US Edition.

But somehow I doubt it.

At least I have Cicero, Virgil, Catullus and Horace to keep me company.

Where are you, Mr Dopeyface?

Guess who I spent an hour and a half trampling today...

Andrew Hanson.

It was awesome. Be watching Yes We Canberra at 9.45 wednesdays on ABC1 or 9.15 Thursdays on ABC2 for the rerun.

It should be on at some point in the next 4 episodes, and failing that, it'll be an extra on the DVD.

The Week

Having returned to the loving fold of school, I'm back to writing The week.

Hells mother-expletiving yeah.

There was a thing involving Mentos wrappers on the fans. Long story there. I was absent at teh time. Anyway, the next day, when I was in attendance...
Soap: You're really fun on a sugar high [Sir]. We should get more mentos. Sorry, mento. There's only one.
Me: Wouldn't it be mentus?
Soap: Don't even go there.
Sir: Mentus is greek. It would be mentoi.

Sarah: Lustfuel.
She meant lustful. We think.

Horace: A girl, not of your sort, has captured the young man Telephus whom you seek, rich and lustful [this is where the lustfuel comes in], and she holds him chained in pleasant fetters.
Soap: Is he handcuffed.
Sir: *Pinches the bridge of his nose*

Sir [regarding the chariot of the sun, as part of a longish segue about Apollo]: The chariot of the sun is pulled by horses of flaming...
Me: Fire?

Sir: Cicero has two Cs. Ninja has two Ns. Perhaps it's a clever pseudonym.
Sarah: Adela has two As.
Me: I'm not a ninja *Shifty eyes*
Sir: Kafka has two As.
Me: I'm definitely not Kafka.

Sir invoked the name of Chuck Norris.
Soap: WHat would Chuck Norris do?
Me: What would Chuck Norris do... Probably roundhouse kick you, sir. In the face.

I know it's not much, but since I only have 6 hours of class time per week this term, it's all I can do.

Trawling the Bloggesphere

I've just been clicking on the little 'Next Blog' toggle on my page. Sweet expletiving deity, there are a lot of evangelicals out there.

On the upside: Annie Lennox. She's good. It's like ChickLit for your ears

Things I plan to read:

All of Mungo MacCallum's back catalogue
Artemis Fowl 7
...And Another Thing (the next Hitch-hiker's Guide book)
The Millennium Trilogy (I just haven't found the time)
The Gutenberg Bible (although the likelihood of that happening is roughly non-existent)

Here's hoping.

What to do?

Today is StuVac. Whilst my adorably frazzled friends frazzle them selves further by cramming for Trials, which begin tomorrow, I've been studying latin and being bored out of my brain. I'm actually starting to miss panicked study.

At least I have something to do tomorrow. There's a high school debating comp tommorrow at Sydney Uni, which a bunch of my debating buddies will be attending. St George was of course not invited, because let's be honest - debating at st G sucks numerous wangs. Simultaneously.

I will however be there because A: I have nothinb better to do, and B: I am now debating coach for the junior school.

I need to find something better to do with my time.

And Because I'm Fruity in the Head

I've changed an element of my blog page.

Guess what it is... ;)

That's right. It's so tricky I have a creepy smiley face.