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Dec. 6th, 2006 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI've been feeling quite down recently, so I've been spending an awful lot of time shouting at people who don't deserve it. Sorry, all.
Anyway. Despite still have slightly cack-handed typing, at least I can do it. This means I should really have a bash at my Madame Bovary essay. It's not happening, I'm afraid; I'm lazy. I can't really justify it with my huge workload or something like that, though. Today I skived my 10.00am lecture and have spent much of the day in bed. I had a dream that I was Spiderman, and I woke up quite upset at my lack of mad ninja skillz.
To be fair, though, I've also done my laundry and handed in (via e-mail) that gobbet, only a day late. Apparently I am not yet failing my degree. My coursework marks are doing pretty well - the Italian unification essay got me a 15, and my John one a 15.5. Hurrah! Still don't have the gobbets back, which are the ones I've probably fucked up, but never mind. Thus far, I am not failing!
Erm, what else? I've got my first meeting with the potential tutee tomorrow. I have promised to buy Katie MacDonalds in return for her sitting in the cold car for an hour while I inflict grammar on the poor girl. Mostly, I just want to know what level she's at, and see if she likes me or can't stand me, and what her interests are. My plan is for her to read something - whatever she lives, but she has to tell me about it - and to write me no less than one side of A4 on an aspect of her Christmas. Might sound easy, but I just want to know what she's like at reading and writing. Busy, busy. And I'm trying to find something to wear. Eeep. Going to have to bring my posh trousers up at Christmas, as well as dig out my last CRB check. Busy busy.
However, I have about eight hours of my life to waste until 10.30 tonight. Why? Because I'm going to go and see MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL tonight. Hell yeah!
So, yes. I should be doing my essay (at least, planning - even this cack-handed typing gets tiring and sore, because I'm still bashing down the bruised fingers) but I can see me just spending all day watching DVDs and possibly sorting out my laundry before MUPPET TIME.
Anyway. Despite still have slightly cack-handed typing, at least I can do it. This means I should really have a bash at my Madame Bovary essay. It's not happening, I'm afraid; I'm lazy. I can't really justify it with my huge workload or something like that, though. Today I skived my 10.00am lecture and have spent much of the day in bed. I had a dream that I was Spiderman, and I woke up quite upset at my lack of mad ninja skillz.
To be fair, though, I've also done my laundry and handed in (via e-mail) that gobbet, only a day late. Apparently I am not yet failing my degree. My coursework marks are doing pretty well - the Italian unification essay got me a 15, and my John one a 15.5. Hurrah! Still don't have the gobbets back, which are the ones I've probably fucked up, but never mind. Thus far, I am not failing!
Erm, what else? I've got my first meeting with the potential tutee tomorrow. I have promised to buy Katie MacDonalds in return for her sitting in the cold car for an hour while I inflict grammar on the poor girl. Mostly, I just want to know what level she's at, and see if she likes me or can't stand me, and what her interests are. My plan is for her to read something - whatever she lives, but she has to tell me about it - and to write me no less than one side of A4 on an aspect of her Christmas. Might sound easy, but I just want to know what she's like at reading and writing. Busy, busy. And I'm trying to find something to wear. Eeep. Going to have to bring my posh trousers up at Christmas, as well as dig out my last CRB check. Busy busy.
However, I have about eight hours of my life to waste until 10.30 tonight. Why? Because I'm going to go and see MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL tonight. Hell yeah!
So, yes. I should be doing my essay (at least, planning - even this cack-handed typing gets tiring and sore, because I'm still bashing down the bruised fingers) but I can see me just spending all day watching DVDs and possibly sorting out my laundry before MUPPET TIME.
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Date: 2006-12-06 04:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-06 09:56 pm (UTC)So... can you afford me, is the question...
hehe
*huggles*