Oh, fuck it.
Feb. 25th, 2007 07:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolMay as well admit it. On a bloody friends-locked post so keep it there thank you very much.
I have mild illusions of grandeur. Er. Basically. I'm writing this because I've been outed, so to speak, because I was a. talking about this very loudly in Aikman's the other day and b. at least two people have put the fairly obvious clues together because I am not effective at secrecy.
So, basically, I am The Bitter Historian. Er. It's a bit rubbish, but I'm using it as a writing exercise to try and make a more formal thing about what it's like to be here at St Andrews. It's not a replacement for LJ (which I have been on for five years come this March), and to be honest I'm probably going to get bored of the thing in a couple of months, but it's where I try and make coherant thoughts without always putting it in the personal. I think I'm failing spectacularly, but I'm enjoying myself and there seem to be a few commenters here and there, so that's a bit of fun, really. And hey, there's something fun about having a thinly veiled Mystique.
So, er, yes. LJ comes first, but it's where I try and put specifically town/gown stuff, mostly to save you lot, most of whom don't care all that much about St Andrews.
And yes, I know I'm completely and utterly sad and full of my own importance, mostly because I pimp it like mad all over The Sinner, but hey, there we are. As I said, it's a good writing exercise, and heaven knows I need to get back into the habit of doing writing that isn't a. an essay or b. the brain-splurge that is this LJ.
I have mild illusions of grandeur. Er. Basically. I'm writing this because I've been outed, so to speak, because I was a. talking about this very loudly in Aikman's the other day and b. at least two people have put the fairly obvious clues together because I am not effective at secrecy.
So, basically, I am The Bitter Historian. Er. It's a bit rubbish, but I'm using it as a writing exercise to try and make a more formal thing about what it's like to be here at St Andrews. It's not a replacement for LJ (which I have been on for five years come this March), and to be honest I'm probably going to get bored of the thing in a couple of months, but it's where I try and make coherant thoughts without always putting it in the personal. I think I'm failing spectacularly, but I'm enjoying myself and there seem to be a few commenters here and there, so that's a bit of fun, really. And hey, there's something fun about having a thinly veiled Mystique.
So, er, yes. LJ comes first, but it's where I try and put specifically town/gown stuff, mostly to save you lot, most of whom don't care all that much about St Andrews.
And yes, I know I'm completely and utterly sad and full of my own importance, mostly because I pimp it like mad all over The Sinner, but hey, there we are. As I said, it's a good writing exercise, and heaven knows I need to get back into the habit of doing writing that isn't a. an essay or b. the brain-splurge that is this LJ.
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Date: 2007-02-26 07:00 am (UTC)Also, hurrah for your blog. (how in the shag did you come up with the name "Little John" for Derya?)
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Date: 2007-02-26 10:48 am (UTC)Er. Well. I was going through a bit of a Robin Hood phase at the time, so I had to think of amusing nicknames for people I lived with, so the Merry Housemates analogy made sense. They all have quite good meanings. In my head. Derya is Little John because she had a partner who was far far away, and because she lived above me, and made some LOUD GIANT NOISES every time she ever moved. So, you know, she was Little John.
This made sense at the time, I swear.
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Date: 2007-02-26 03:55 pm (UTC)And Hurrah for the Dresden Dolls.
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Date: 2007-02-26 09:22 pm (UTC)St Andrews: Destroying Minds Since A Dat No One's Really Sure About
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Date: 2007-02-26 11:38 pm (UTC)xx