--Decidedly not from a song by the Marvelettes

[Darn. I'd finished this entry and started on Thursday's, but apparently neglected to save it properly, so the whole thing was lost. Oh, well. Here we go again...]

On Wednesday afternoon, I wrote a letter to the editor of the student paper, which was actually an open letter to public, in which I explained why I left (or at least, one facet thereof). I attempted to pass the torch as gracefully as possible, while still allowing a tinge of sarcasm to seep through. I suspect I ended up going heavier on the sarcasm than I should have, but it's written. And submitted; I dropped off the diskette just before I went to class.

As for that, my homework consisted of reading the remainder of The Faerie Queene and the entire Dr. Faustus. I decided to cut my losses and skip straight to the latter. I found it to be the most enjoyable and accessable work we've done yet, but that's probably just because it's the most modern.

I didn't quite see the point behind some of the interspliced scenes with Faustus's student, Wagner (it was pointed out in class that these may've been there to provide some low comedy for the rabble in the audience; having seen Shakespeare in Love helped me understand that, I suppose), and Marlowe only gives us the broad outlines of the story, leaving the details wide open for us to decide on, but it's not a bad play.

Next week: The first two acts of King Lear.

After which I was up all night, working on my homework. Which leads into...