Days 33 & 34

I spent a good ten minutes after the game last night chasing a moth out of my room using a combination of the internal frame of my hiking backpack and a balled-up pair of socks. I deserve a Golden Glove.

Anyhow.

Sir Andy brought his friend Sir Charlie along on our rainy run this morning. Sir Charlie is also teaching courses for PKP, so it was a little odd to be on first-name terms with an actual, proper lecturer. Apparently, that's how things work around here.

I can't complain.

We've been covering Bernard Williams's Ethics and the Limits of Philosophy in class, and with every lecture and every seminar, I can feel the mercury in my relative IQ thermometer slowly sinking because this dude was ridiculous. Just plain ridiculous.

As a result, we, in seminar today, spent approximately twenty minutes discussing the descriptive and evaluative components of the thick ethical concept of sluttiness. I kid you not.

Our term paper (thankfully, not on Williams) is due next week, and drafting is going slowly.

Clearly.