Well, it's about time, isn't it? Good Lord, it's been a while. Hello to everyone out there in LJ land ("meet new and interesting people. Get stalked by them"). Eh. It's been bloody ages ( Read more... )

Writing bibliographies is incredibly hard. I should be doing one now, as an unassessed piece of work for Philosophy, but I just can't do it; I'm horribly ignorant of other people's works, you see, so I have no idea where to start and what to write. 12 sources in total, and I'll be damned if I'm going to be able to do it. It's supposed to be sources ( Read more... )

Sorry, this really should be a proper update, and it may well yet turn into one, but right now I just need to hit the keys on the keyboard with my fingertips for more than a few minutes without having to stop and hit my head with the palms of my hands for a few minutes longer. So bear with me as I try and sort my head out by stabbing at a hunk of ( Read more... )

Right. Write. That's what I'm doing. Not just right now, you see, but...outside of updates and classwork. That's what two hours of Creative Writing workshops does to you, I think; it fires you up, whilst at the same time completely fries your mind, because Lord knows I'm making no sense at the moment. I've had to stare at a picture of two cat-men ( Read more... )

'Checked into my LEA Student Finance account a few minutes ago, and saw this:

::Application Status::
-Confirmed, awaiting signature-

...HURRAH!

I think this means that I'm going to get lots of money sometime soonish. Woo! Time to start buying little model men again!

AT :D

Riddle me this, bat-bloggers; If a package containing valuable documents concerning my past earnings and proof of identity are posted with a first-class stamp on the Saturday evening before the changes in weight classification would make it unviable to process, but after the last Saturday pick-up, what are the chances of Staffordshire LEA knowing ( Read more... )

A million-and-one things have happened since I last updated, if only because I have neglected my own journal while scouring over others for sheer lack of things to do. I've been wondering how to tackle this update for a while now, and previous drafts have simply failed to do my required standards justice. This worries me because I've never actualy ( Read more... )

I wish upon a Dark Wishing Star that my Finance form was a solid, tangable thing, so that I could murder it in the face with EXTREME PREJUDICE. It is taking me weeks to gather all the little, insignificant ("Are your parents alive? Murdered maybe? No? Oh. Do you like tea? I like tea. And I'm just a sodding form. you'd better like tea to or else ( Read more... )

Hmmm. Well, apparantly, if my current Supervisor gets the recently-vacated Stock Manager position, she's going to sack me because we don't get on very well together. I doubt that will be the official line of explanation, but I wouldn't be entirely surprised to find evidence to the contrary.

Is that even legal? Christ. Oh well, regardless of ( Read more... )

Holy christ, I'm going to the Theatre for the first time in, what...years? I vaguely remember seeing something with my Dad at the local and before that some god-awful rendition of Midsummer's Night Dream, where the "high point" of its comedy outpoint was, apparantly, a fat woman dressed up as a donkey (and really, remembering her now, she'd needn't ( Read more... )