So tomorrow the wisdom teeth come out. Does that mean that I’m gonna be losing some of wisdom? Here’s to hoping it doesn’t.
On that night I hung out with some of my peers tonight (in addition to two local friends). I must say that I do really like my fellow Classicists thus far. Moreover, I realized that there are more PhD students than MA’s. That’s a bit crazy. Anyway, one guy, Donald, stated that the meaning of life is the pursuit of knowledge (or it is to him). I thought and said, yeah that’s cool. It would be cool to know everything. Plus, there really are so many things out there to learn about. And so, this reminded me of the “runner’s high” that I’m sure many of you have at least heard of, if not experienced (it is real – doesn’t work with biking, swimming, etc.). It’s an incredible senstation that’s hard to explain. Well, I get something similar with certain things dealing with Ancient History. I’ll find something interesting and then it’ll send me off to other stuff and the interest grows and grows and I get more and more excited and so on and so forth. That’s a pretty cool feeling. Also one of the main reasons why I’m doing this Classics thing. If I can have a job where I get that kind of satisfaction everyday, how cool would that be? How many people slave away for the almighty buck?
Anyway, despite that knowledge excitement, I’m not sure that that is the meaning of life, at least as it pertains to me. No, I still want someone to share it with. Perhaps even desparately so. But, as you are likely well aware, I grow increasingly worried that my window of opportunity is dwindling. There’s gotta be someone out there for me, whether they’re just a compatible person or my soulmate, I’ll leave that for you to decide. But I have to believe (though one does wonder). When Pandora, according to some Greeks the first woman, opened her infamous box (think clean), all the vices that no plague mankind were unleashed. Her curiosity got the better of her and resulted in things like death and disease and so on for what had been an immortal and male only species (ironic isn’t it, curiosity unleashing unspeakable horrors?). However, there was one thing that was prevented from escaping from that box and that we humans were allowed to keep. That thing? Hope. There must always be hope.
Speaking of hope, I got a hat and poster from Leeds today free of charge (so they say). Could that mean my shirt is also on the way? I sure hope so. Also, they’re on TV tomorrow. Perhaps a sign from the Gods!!!
In closing, Ms. Right. I’m still waiting.