On a whim, I have made a new LJ. This one was procrastination for Mods; it feels only right that I should start again for Finals. I will be at lostcontent and will actually try to post occasionally.

This has got me fuming. I also object to the timing: o hai terrified freshers!

Would writing to the editor be a good idea, or just give the damn article more publicity than it deserves? Plenty of people have already commented and said lots of what I want to say, after all, and I fear anything I could write would just end up being too bitchy to be ( Read more... )

Henry is a black shorthaired neutered male cat currently residing in a box in the oilshed of my parents' house in Somerset. We think we first spotted him hanging around last winter but it only became evident a couple of months ago that he was homeless, so we started feeding him. He was so friendly that we knew he couldn't always have been a stray, ( Read more... )

For no particular reason, I've decided to go Friends Only...I think I know everyone who's reading this, but on the offchance that I don't, leave me a comment if you'd like to be added...

Ah, it's great writing essays on no sleep and with woefully insufficient preparation. Makes you feel like you can get away with anything just to pad the sodding thing out a bit. I've just had a go at a fairly well-respected scholar (as far as I can tell) for being 'patronising' to Sophocles. I may get a bollocking from Evil Tutor but I JUST DON'T ( Read more... )

Oh God, oh God, oh God...waddling back from the library looking like the proverbial drowned rat just now I suddenly encountered...the most gorgeous creature in the world. Seriously ( Read more... )

Grr. My tutor is just being deliberately annoying now. How unhelpful is it to put simply 'Davidson 1985' on a reading list?! Particularly when it's the first essay on a new topic. Nowhere in her bibliography or the faculty one does it give anything by anyone called Davidson. I refuse to wade through all the Davidsons in the OLIS catalogue trying to ( Read more... )

Uurgh, this is hell. It's taken me a good few hours to summon the energy just to change out of last night's tragically crumpled black tie, and now I somehow have to produce an essay from nowhere. And I've got the sickening aftermath of a really great all-nighter - a vague, disastrously smeared mix of residual drunkenness, hangover, tiredness and ( Read more... )

Right, I know I really, really should be writing my essay now, but Microsoft Works (one of my favourite oxymorons) just did something so heinous that I needed to share it with the world ( Read more... )

Ooh, I can get Phronesis online!

(Well, not literally. That would be REALLY cool. But being saved a trip to the Bod is better than nothing.)