Oh dear lord I think I might be depressed again. I'm such a loser. Ho hum ( Read more... )

I'm not, in fact, any more contemplative than normal, but there is only so long you can spend scrolling through the possible 'moods' before you give up and settle on the one closest to you ( Read more... )

New month resolution - To make more use of this livejournal subscription.

To what extent this counts as 'making use of' is open to interpretation, I guess.

1.YOUR PORN STAR NAME
(name of first pet + street you live on):
Rambo Rheidol

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME
(grandad's/Grandma's first name + favorite snack)
Walter Cake?

3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER ( Read more... )

I am alive. All is well. Updates soon.

In the meantime, spotted in the university library...


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So, I'm struggling through the year. I say struggling - the work isn't particularly any more difficult than last year, but there is a lot of it, and I am still having motivational issues. etc etc etc. I'm sure you don't want to hear about it, so I shan't subject you to my 'me me me' problems, but I am a little nervous about finishing this year, ( Read more... )

Right, hello! Apologies that we seem to have returned to the days of one update a month. I shall make amends ( Read more... )

Well, finally all my essays have been handed in and my first and second year are - albeit not yet officially - passed and complete. For those who are interested, I got 75 for the final essay I was working on, so I'm pretty pleased with that. It means I can go into my final year and have no previous work hanging around my neck, which should be a ( Read more... )

Summer Sundae has been and gone. Yo La Tengo, Malcolm Middleton, Alasdair Roberts and Emiliana Torrini were all rather good, and we got Alasdair Roberts, Malcolm Middleton and the Bees (ahem) to sign albums for us, so twas quite a productive weekend.

As ever, photos can be seen at http://gallery.ilonline.co.uk/- I'm getting quite a collection ( Read more... )

Well, tomorrow we were supposed to be going back to Leicester to stay with my parents and prepare for the Summer Sundae music festival thing this weekend. I'll still be doing just that, but whether or not James will be joining me has yet to be seen, since said individual has been out all night drinking with Welsh men who have, for at least 40 years ( Read more... )

So, I'm back in that ever-recurring situation; up at some ridiculous hour of the morning trying to whack out another couple of essays ( Read more... )