Tonight is a night for listening to the version of "I Want Candy" off the Marie Antoinette soundtrack, very loudly, while calmly considering the several essays in front of one.
The RAG blind date forms (the ones from our dates, that is) haven't arrived in the Colony yet. Everyone here is freakin' out. Though the people in Old Court, who do have theirs, don't seem much happier.
I was looking up a reference for my Prac Crit essay (having dropped the g in the word "freakin'", I now want to just drop it consistently: "lookin' up a reference") and found it in the last scene of Dr Faustus, in Faustus' final speech starting "Now hast thou but one bare hour to live, / And then thou must be damned perpetually". I like Marlowe only middlingly, but I sort of love this monologue:
"...Now, body, turn to air,
Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell.
O soul, be chang’d into little water-drops,
And fall into the ocean—ne’er be found.
My God! my God! look not so fierce on me!
Adders and serpents, let me breathe awhile!
Ugly hell, gape not! come not, Lucifer!
I’ll burn my books!—Ah Mephistophilis! [Exeunt DEVILS, with FAUSTUS.]"
(The reference, from a Tony Harrison poem, was "I'll burn my books". And now I must go and actually write on it.)
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