Well, you needed something to occupy your summer, surely? (Actually, so will I, I suppose, given that it will no longer be filled with YPL work. I'm entirely not sure what to do with myself, and my current project will only carry me so far. This, however, is why one goes to one's guild meetings and looks interested at upcoming project proposals. Though on the other hand, I don't want to be away that long pleasant as the country Guild Hall is.)
More seriously, I'd love to hear the lecture. It's rather a gap in my own sense of history: I'm good through the Greeks and Romans, and later Egypt - well Alexandria at its height, mostly - but then there's rather a gap until about the 1200s. And you needn't ask twice if I'm interested in your books: I will soak up all of your system I can.
I'm meeting with Poppy - and maybe Irma - on Wednesday, and I'll see about finessing some further conversation. At the very least, I'd love to consult with you separately: they are both very good at their fields (and Irma is very much a generalist when it comes to scope of knowledge, if not practice.) But more eyes are more useful, really.
As to Raz - that would involve him admitting when he has a headache, which is usually the difficult part. (A good half the time, he ducks me seeing him at all, in the hopes I won't spot it. Not that that's not fairly easy with our schedules as they are, much of the week.) But if he's still awake when I come back down (I make it about even odds he won't be), I'll see what he thinks about a backrub.
Me? Well.
Poppy asked. And I had no idea what to tell her. Well enough. I woke up, about three in the morning, and was awake until near dawn. (This is what I can tell, when I've the right projection overhead.) Not bad, not nightmares or anything. Just thinking.
Re: Private message to Antosha
Well, you needed something to occupy your summer, surely? (Actually, so will I, I suppose, given that it will no longer be filled with YPL work. I'm entirely not sure what to do with myself, and my current project will only carry me so far. This, however, is why one goes to one's guild meetings and looks interested at upcoming project proposals. Though on the other hand, I don't want to be away that long pleasant as the country Guild Hall is.)
More seriously, I'd love to hear the lecture. It's rather a gap in my own sense of history: I'm good through the Greeks and Romans, and later Egypt - well Alexandria at its height, mostly - but then there's rather a gap until about the 1200s. And you needn't ask twice if I'm interested in your books: I will soak up all of your system I can.
I'm meeting with Poppy - and maybe Irma - on Wednesday, and I'll see about finessing some further conversation. At the very least, I'd love to consult with you separately: they are both very good at their fields (and Irma is very much a generalist when it comes to scope of knowledge, if not practice.) But more eyes are more useful, really.
As to Raz - that would involve him admitting when he has a headache, which is usually the difficult part. (A good half the time, he ducks me seeing him at all, in the hopes I won't spot it. Not that that's not fairly easy with our schedules as they are, much of the week.) But if he's still awake when I come back down (I make it about even odds he won't be), I'll see what he thinks about a backrub.
Me? Well.
Poppy asked. And I had no idea what to tell her. Well enough. I woke up, about three in the morning, and was awake until near dawn. (This is what I can tell, when I've the right projection overhead.) Not bad, not nightmares or anything. Just thinking.
A.