Prof Lowe is my deity of choice.

About to set off to see Prof. Lowe. I've worked myself up so much about it.

In other news, I have tickets to see the Barenaked Ladies in Manchester next April; a feat six years in the making. I walked 5 miles yesterday in desolate countryside, between a quarry and an MOD ammunition range. Pictures on Facebook.

2 hours of Red Dwarf and my first HC bar shift later and I'm knackered.

But some of us are going to see Stephen play hockey tomorrow at Maiden Castle, which should be fun, and on Sunday we're apparently going on a hike around the High Force waterfalls.

Monday I have a meeting with The Edge (EJ Lowe) on Cartesian Dualism. Oh how I am scared.

Echoing the Great Pendle Expedition of 2004, myself and several other Hatfield postgrads today decided to go on an expedition to the moors of Weardale.* It was bloody ace. Among other things, we found a random Anderson shelter and a 3-piece suite in the middle of the moors. Oh, and we climbed aboard a Landrover Discovery ( Read more... )

I have a brand new cousin, a boy (again) born at 6:17am weighing in at 7lb 2oz. No name as yet, but these things can wait.

Yay!

Not a lot to report really. Been to the library a lot, in fact once breakfast is over with I'll be heading there again for the morning. Otherwise I've got all my deadlines and seminars kick off next Tuesday.

I is Facebooked

There goes my MA.

Right kiddies, we're up and running again. I have t'internet in my college room, I am a registered student, and Tesco will be delivering my groceries in about an hour ( Read more... )

Three days left until I hit durham like a whirlwind (albeit a whirlwind with a hangover).

But, in far more important news, Richard Hammond of Top Gear has had a serious accident breaking the land speed record. Fingers crossed for a full and speedy recovery.

I leave for Durham three weeks on Sunday, which means I have just over two weeks left at work. It's all becoming horribly real; as though I'm on a slippery slope, and no matter how often I try to stop and gather myself I can't seem to get a grip on things ( Read more... )