i generally feel like each day is better than the previous one. why, then, do i long for the “good old times”? what are the good old times, anyway? i believe that in my mind, i distill away the day-to-day monotonies and evils of the past, leaving me with the feeling that everything before now was halcyon. especially with good book series. i look at the pendragon cycle sitting on my shelf and the memory of the wonderful journey that series took me on makes me want to be again in the time in which i read it. weird. same with awesome cds.
but back to the point–each day is better than the previous one. a lot of times, yeah, that’s the case, and today is no exception. more hopeful, brighter….whatever the reason.
i went to greek fully prepared, for once, which was nice. i had a good lunch talking with shella about utilitarian ethics, and my own particular deontological ethic. she’s thinking about majoring in philosophy now, all because i suggested to her last quarter that she take phil10. that’s a little scary.
after lunch i did my homework for tomorrow, which involved reading an article by H.H. Grice on classical foundationalism and the theory of the sense-datum. i then wrote a small summary of it and am contemplating getting one more day ahead even, since my next reading is only 5 pages long. also, i fell asleep while reading the paper, because it was pretty boring. that was nice.
and that is all folks.
virtual disc on spin: effortless ep | jonathan lipps
