Aristotle is doing my head in.
I’m sitting here with a home exam for a course they, the University, call Increased Course in Classical [philosophical] Problems. [My hack-ass translation... whatever hack-ass means... can't be good.]
I’m supposed to answer a question on what life is (and in that what it is to have a soul) in an Aristotelian sense. The answer just grows and grows, soon it’s an essay in itself, and I still have 4 questions (one more on Aristotle and three on Descartes) left.
Hand-in in 9 days and one would think that’s enough time. It might be, but I also have a 20 000 character exam in Relativism due in about two weeks time, on which I have written 0 characters.
It’s going to be a fun couple of weeks.