September 23rd, 2005


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Cramming time makes me loopy in more ways than one:

Reading the redaction history of the Decalogue I came across a bit of Akkadian (ana ilāni qātīshu nashu - to lift one's hands up toward the gods) in relation to the Third Commandment, and of course I start chanting it out loud to memorize it, like I often do when I'm presented with a cool-sounding foreign phrase.

Suddenly there's a series of booming sounds coming from outside, I suspect from a military exercise held on the outskirts of town, but with a bit of imagination they sound like gigantic footsteps. So I think,

Oh shit, I've gone summoned Marduk, haven't I?

In other news, I am fucking exhausted.