So, I guess I have been posting without titles. No signposts for the reader. A hint that says, you need to read this, or you can skip to the next more interesting posting. Having discovered the labelling option I start with it, only, oddly, the labels appear at the bottom of the text, like the sorority Greek initials that one can find walking huddled aroung female bottoms on American university campuses.
Listening to Spoon, the "Girls Can Tell" record. Not bad, pretty honest rock music. It was one of those days when a collection of small things led to a synthesis of a satisfying whole of accomplishment. One of those days when the sheer tackling of bureaucracy and day to day tasks satisfies the mind, if only because the postponement of those same tasks taxes the mind. Let me then count in the τυρί, ρίζι, γάλα, CAMBAS method of Greek arithmetics: I dispatched the profile of my program to the MGSA, I collected some application forms for journal funding, I walked to the office that made their collection possible and on the way I kept my brain active and considered possible themes for a journal article collection, I dealt with student questions over the net, I chatted with my boss, inflated my optimism (a by product of talks with my boss), I came back home, I bought lamps to illuminate my medievally dark kitchen, delivered some pants to the italian tailor for shortening, I got a haircut and then ended up at home reading Anthony's intro to his new translation of Psellos. I am grateful to him for referring to my diss and I am sipping cocoa, which does not compare with N's chily spiced version. Overall I produced a study in pedestrian living and still I feel satisfied. So the option of leaning on the couch and reading more on Byzantine families and elements of their domesticity is actually appealing. Meanwhile, the time is approaching when I will be asked to load my goods on a plane, along with my body and move all of them to Greece for a visit to friends and family and an experience of the customary Christmas domesticity. Stop reading reader, there is nothing interesting in this posting. It is enough, it will end here.