So, I totally landed on my ass this morning, marching on my way to campus. Um, ow? And my shoulders still ache from carrying that damned duffel around all yesterday, lol.
My lectures were interesting. This morning we practiced saying Old English words. Well, OE versions of 'the'. Then we translated stuff in the seminar (that remindsme, I have an assessment to do for that). The Narrative&Culture lecture was on Mary Barton and was super fast; the PoeticLang. lecture was on A Midsummer Night's Dream and, as ever, was brilliant. Really interesting. I did learn, however, that I have two essays to do. One is due in a fortnight. Must find essay titles and get them written.
I am having fandom withdrawal so will probably rewatch Numb3rs 201 and try to write fic. I've decided to d/l everything during my three weeks at Christmas which is when I'll watch House and Spooks and everything else in fandom before freaking out about new CSI.
Tomorrow morning, I have to read, write up my notes (well, I should start that now, really) and do my ironing although I may leave that for Wednesday. And I need to look up those damnessay titles. Then I have a poetry seminar in the afternoon. The weather better not be daft otherwise I'll get mad. Again. Because the wind was being stupid and my umbrella was battling against updrafts and I STILL got wet. Sigh. Life goes on :)
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