What’s funner than doing school work? Doing fun vaguely related to school work. I should have a working thesis statement for my English essay (all the topics are shite) but it’s almost 3am and I dont at this time have any clue. Oh well. I sort of don’t care right now. But, I did do my character outline for Lysistrata. I wonder if any one else did. I suppose I will find that out on the morrow at rehearsal. At any rate, I will include it here to give this entry more bulk. But not before I mention that if anyone takes half a class going over MLA formatting again I’m gonna blow a fuckin’ gasket. We already know! And if we don’t, that’s what the internet is for, and if we still can’t do it, it’s our own bloody fault. Every class, every tutorial, every assignment.. I’m sick to death of it. Do they not realize that every 25 minutes they waste costs me 10 dollars. There’s a lot more self enriching things I could do with 10 dollars. Like rolling it up into a tube and using it to pick my nose, for example. In other news, I filled out a volunteer form for the campus radio station a few days ago but haven’t heard anything, and I might go and try to be in some senior students’ film project-will find out more about that tomorrow. Could be a ball. Well without further preamble, here’s that character analysis I mentioned:
LAMPITO: uncovered
Lampito is from Sparta, the land of brave warrior kings. In Sparta, they don’t care so much about the artsy-fartsy philosophizing of the Athenians; they like to lift big things. Sometimes they lift big people and throw them great distances. Because the Athenians are such pussies, they accuse the Spartans of having weapons of mass destruction to cover for their warriors’ pitiful performance (maybe not just in war…). But that’s another story.
Lampito is fairly wealthy, and is married to H. H has a peculiarly short name, but luckily that’s the only short thing about him. Besides, unlike the Athenians, strong Spartan men don’t need hoity toity names with upwards of five syllables to impress people. Due to her Spartan blood, Lampito is a bit snarky, and doesn’t like to take no shit from nobody. Since H is off fighting in the war most of the time, and there are plenty of slaves to clean up all the goat blood, Lampito has recently had her fair share of free time. She filled this by enrolling in kickboxing and dance classes, and by reading tomes of great knowledge (hence her knowledge of prophetical knowledge). It didn’t take long before she was sick of the word knowledge, and so she abandoned the quest for knowledge, but not before she had a lot of knowledge.
Lampito (Pita for short) likes tzatziki quite more than any other non-chocolate food. She is pretty strongly put together (despite the fact that she appears to be totally the opposite), and has the smarts as well, but manners don’t concern her quite as much as they do some others. Lampito met Lysistrata ages ago when daddy brought her along to some ancient Greek function or other. They got along pretty well (self-empowered women tend to do that) and have kept in touch over the years through pigeon post (this isn’t as high-tech as it might sound-it involves slicing open birds and interpreting omens out of the entrails).
When the pigeons told her that Lysistrata had something up her sleeve aside from those silky smooth arms, Lampito hurried to Athens to see what she could do to help. Unfortunately, on the way to Athens her ship was attacked by pirates which she had to fight off (with the help of her servant, travelling companion, and dermatologist Boris whose life was sadly forfeit in the ensuant scuffle), and then getting into the city was difficult since she was visibly Spartan and despite her best diplomatic efforts, the Athenians like to suspend people’s democratic rights so long as they look foreign. Her considerable wiles got her through this situation however. She became a man to sneak past the guards, and unfortunately the effects of the potion seem to be more permanent than she would have liked, but at least she seems to still have all the important bits. This accounts for her being almost seven minutes late arriving in the town square for Lysistrata’s meeting. The other women probably regard her with some suspicion due to her Spartan (and much superior) background.