Hmm.

As of four minutes ago GMT, I am now twenty-two years old.

I just feel sleepy.

Though there was one random thing today that deserves mentioning. My Romanticism and Revolution seminars take place in one of the French professors' rooms at Sidney Sussex. His rooms just happen to be the same ones inhabited by Oliver Cromwell several centuries ago.

::shakes head ruefully::

I love this city.

Time for a game!

How many copies of Christopher Marlowe can one girl possibly own?

Let's see.

1. Falling-apart paperback edition featuring the four major plays.

2. Bizarre hardcover edition from 1929, language supposedly not modernised.

3. Doctor Faustus paperback edition with nice appendices.

4. Edward the Second paperback edition, also with nice appendices.

Grace à the lovely rosamund, there will soon be an 1896 Complete Works added to this list. And I am very seriously eyeing a copy of the edition I looked at today in Rare Books, from 1887, with a fascinating essay by Havelock Ellis. Only reason I chose the 1896 over it as a birthday present was because it only has the four major plays and none of the poetry.

So this puts me at six. Not including criticism/fiction/biography/etc.

However, this is *nothing* compared to my Shakespeare collection. I have no idea how many different copies of different plays I own; I lost count years ago. Also...let's see...at least four copies of Pride and Prejudice, three of Jane Eyre, at least five instances of Oscar Wilde floating around somewhere...so I suppose the final verdict is that I randomly collect multiple copies of books. Just because.

And you needn't say it. I'm weird. ;)

ETA (3:30 AM): If we want to count nonfiction/criticism/etc, here's the extended list. Plus, I just put in an order for the 1887 Symonds/Havelock book. So...

7. The Cambridge Companion to Christopher Marlowe

8. Anthony Burgess - A Dead Man in Deptford