The old year meme
Jan. 7th, 2005 05:56 pmThe old year meme - the first lines from each month's first entry.
January - And so, a happy new year to all; I hope it was good, and I’m not interrupting any hangovers.
February - So much stuff has been happening that I've lost the ability to type.
March - I have just made two very successful phone calls, which surprised me, actually.
April - Why, why, why were these a two-parter? (I'm talking about the Stargate episodes Prometheus and Unnatural Selection, and by the way that assessment stands)
May - Collectormania 5, or what happens when Hathor, Osiris and Raven decide going to a con three weeks before their AS-levels is a really, really good idea.
June - The first thing I can clearly remember from today is a wake-up call from
balthaser, who more or less told me to get out of bed and put my head under the cold tap.
July - For some reason, I always find it easier to get up when I’m away from home. (I'm talking about an Oxford open day!)
August - See? Occasionally I do this thing known as "work." (for the Crosby Herald)
September - And last night's entry was brought to you by a maudlin night of maudlin-ness.
October - I’m back.
November -
Light up, light up, as if you have a choice,
And even if you cannot hear my voice,
I'll be right beside you here.
(lyric choice that seemed appropriate for a British citizen on November 2nd, 2004)
December - I wasn't going to write about today, because it wasn't all that interesting. (and yet I did anyway)
Today wasn't that fabulous, but it wasn't as crushingly awful as yesterday. There is a gloriously unpolitically correct poster in the library office, donated by Patrick:
"Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them."
I have spent a lot of time in the library today. One of my New Year's resolutions was to read more actual books, and I am re-reading the Culture novels by Iain M. Banks, and enjoying them thoroughly. So far I've re-read The Player of Games, The State of the Art and Look to Windward, of which the last one is my favourite. The books are set within a decidedly SF future, within the Culture, a utopian society. I am amazed that interesting books can be written about utopia, and it seems to be a working utopia, too. I'm on Excession now - much recommended.
Actually, I ought to revise. I have another mock on Monday.
January - And so, a happy new year to all; I hope it was good, and I’m not interrupting any hangovers.
February - So much stuff has been happening that I've lost the ability to type.
March - I have just made two very successful phone calls, which surprised me, actually.
April - Why, why, why were these a two-parter? (I'm talking about the Stargate episodes Prometheus and Unnatural Selection, and by the way that assessment stands)
May - Collectormania 5, or what happens when Hathor, Osiris and Raven decide going to a con three weeks before their AS-levels is a really, really good idea.
June - The first thing I can clearly remember from today is a wake-up call from
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July - For some reason, I always find it easier to get up when I’m away from home. (I'm talking about an Oxford open day!)
August - See? Occasionally I do this thing known as "work." (for the Crosby Herald)
September - And last night's entry was brought to you by a maudlin night of maudlin-ness.
October - I’m back.
November -
Light up, light up, as if you have a choice,
And even if you cannot hear my voice,
I'll be right beside you here.
(lyric choice that seemed appropriate for a British citizen on November 2nd, 2004)
December - I wasn't going to write about today, because it wasn't all that interesting. (and yet I did anyway)
Today wasn't that fabulous, but it wasn't as crushingly awful as yesterday. There is a gloriously unpolitically correct poster in the library office, donated by Patrick:
"Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them."
I have spent a lot of time in the library today. One of my New Year's resolutions was to read more actual books, and I am re-reading the Culture novels by Iain M. Banks, and enjoying them thoroughly. So far I've re-read The Player of Games, The State of the Art and Look to Windward, of which the last one is my favourite. The books are set within a decidedly SF future, within the Culture, a utopian society. I am amazed that interesting books can be written about utopia, and it seems to be a working utopia, too. I'm on Excession now - much recommended.
Actually, I ought to revise. I have another mock on Monday.