Oh boy! Only a few more days, and the group leaves for Big Bend National Park! We may encounter some black bears, poisonous snakes, or scorpions. Ugh, I hate bugs. I wouldn't mind the bears and snakes so much, but scorpions really freak me out.
Well, I've finished Mrs. Dalloway since my last post, in addition to William Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury. Both are written with stream-of-consciousness style, however Faulkner's is much more difficult to understand. Both are excellent novels, worth reading (you'll have to really concentrate on Faulkner's, though).
We've also read sections of Augustine's Confessions, which, I must admit, I didn't really enjoy. Now in another class we're reading Pascal's Pensees, which I also don't like. I cannot justify Pascal's reasoning. I cannot accept some of his presuppositions.
On the other hand, I'm reading Beowulf (Seamus Heaney's translation), which is even better this time around than the first time I read it. In my Novel class, we're reading a postmodernist novel by Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49. I'll be sure and bring it to Texas with me if I haven't finished it by Monday.
Finally, I have my advisory appointment tomorrow, so I should have next year planned out. Woo-hoo! I'm hopefully moving into a single room next semester. It's only 120 dollars more per semester, and there is quite a bit more room in them.
Good times, friends, good times.