Man, I need to read some romance novels. This pace is wearing me down.
Birds is supposed to be Aristophanes' 'comic masterpiece', according to the introduction, but I couldn't enjoy it. With no obvious political message, like Wasps or Clouds, it's harder to grasp hold of.
And I'm tired. I've been overdosing on work and shorting myself on sleep. That + Greek theater equals a grouchy reader.
In fact, I'm going to go take a nap now.