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Sep. 26th, 2006 09:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolSorry for the lack of postage, but I have been running around like a headless chicken, trying to correct all the mistakes I made on the DocSoc mailing list (note to self: RUN FOR DIFFERENT POSITION NEXT YEAR OR FIND SKIVVY) and make a database - which, might I add, I haven't done since I was 13, so that was fun - and generally get very confusing. I think I'm done now, but I'm afraid to check my e-mail. Do you blame me?
When not doing that, I have been frantically trying to sort out all the postage and whatnot for my Amazon books. I am, you see, A TOTAL IDIOT and have managed to basically fuck it up and get them sent to my home address. Right now, three of them are coming to me, three of them are going to Ormskirk, and one has yet to get back to me, which worries me a little, because I rather suspect I'm going to need Asser's 'Life of King Alfred' and, you know, I've paid for it now! ARGH.
Anyway. At least the ones for home have been dispatched and will hopefully turn up at some point in the near future, and the same with at least a few of my ones for here, and I won't need to get stuck into them for a while anyway. Next time, I am not getting them second hand because this is far too stressful. Saying that, I'm not, you know, doing a lit. course again, so that should help matters a little bit.
In the rare times that I've not been trekking into town (it's an hour round trip. Bah) or in the odd lecture (well, I've been to one thus far) or shouting at my computer, I've been either sleeping or reading. My last 'easy' novel for a while; 'On Beauty' by Zadie Smith. I've always been a bit wary of the hype surrounding her, but, well, I'm half way through and completely fixed. I'm going to allow myself some tea and toast while reading it before I go to bed as a sort of relaxation in my lovely clean room. The room here is so big that I actually want to keep it clean. This is very strange, but such is life.
So, you know, busy busy. On the bright side, my stomach has behaved itself today, which I can't describe how grateful I am for.
I might be going to Cambridge in ten days if things work out properly.
~Hathy_Col~
When not doing that, I have been frantically trying to sort out all the postage and whatnot for my Amazon books. I am, you see, A TOTAL IDIOT and have managed to basically fuck it up and get them sent to my home address. Right now, three of them are coming to me, three of them are going to Ormskirk, and one has yet to get back to me, which worries me a little, because I rather suspect I'm going to need Asser's 'Life of King Alfred' and, you know, I've paid for it now! ARGH.
Anyway. At least the ones for home have been dispatched and will hopefully turn up at some point in the near future, and the same with at least a few of my ones for here, and I won't need to get stuck into them for a while anyway. Next time, I am not getting them second hand because this is far too stressful. Saying that, I'm not, you know, doing a lit. course again, so that should help matters a little bit.
In the rare times that I've not been trekking into town (it's an hour round trip. Bah) or in the odd lecture (well, I've been to one thus far) or shouting at my computer, I've been either sleeping or reading. My last 'easy' novel for a while; 'On Beauty' by Zadie Smith. I've always been a bit wary of the hype surrounding her, but, well, I'm half way through and completely fixed. I'm going to allow myself some tea and toast while reading it before I go to bed as a sort of relaxation in my lovely clean room. The room here is so big that I actually want to keep it clean. This is very strange, but such is life.
So, you know, busy busy. On the bright side, my stomach has behaved itself today, which I can't describe how grateful I am for.
I might be going to Cambridge in ten days if things work out properly.
~Hathy_Col~
