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millennium approaches
Oct. 30th, 2007 11:41 amFirstly, re: Angels in America, comment now or forever hold your peace.
Second of all, my laptop is hooked up to an IV bag feeling sorry for itself. I hope to have it back in two weeks. I am truly bereft, it is awful. It is astonishing, how attached you get to inanimate objects. And also, I don't know about real people and their living arrangements, but I never noticed before that a laptop is the focal point of a student room - or maybe it's the sort of people I hang out with, but still, laptops are important. Poor old Loki. And quite apart from anything, I will now need to be awake during daylight hours so I can use library computers for, y'know, the internet, and fanfiction, and ESSAYS.
(On which note, this week's features the end of the Cold War. It ended! I was beginning to think it didn't! Thank god for Gorbachev.)
And speaking of endings, today I handed in my examination entry form, having been somewhat emo about it last week. It's odd, seeing my degree down in black and white. Three years, eight papers, five philosophy, three politics, and that's it. The end. I'm still not sure how I feel about leaving this place.
Anyway. It's a beautiful day outside, and I should probably go to political theory lecture with ridiculously attractive lecturer, but, you know, I am still here, just sort of quiet. Not having my own laptop around means I have to actually get my coat and scarf and go out when I want to go online, so, you know, if you really need me to know something in the next couple of weeks, probably best to actually ring me.
And, also, I have started writing my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
yuletide story. No, writing it. With paper and pen. Oh, look, it's 1998.
Sigh.
Second of all, my laptop is hooked up to an IV bag feeling sorry for itself. I hope to have it back in two weeks. I am truly bereft, it is awful. It is astonishing, how attached you get to inanimate objects. And also, I don't know about real people and their living arrangements, but I never noticed before that a laptop is the focal point of a student room - or maybe it's the sort of people I hang out with, but still, laptops are important. Poor old Loki. And quite apart from anything, I will now need to be awake during daylight hours so I can use library computers for, y'know, the internet, and fanfiction, and ESSAYS.
(On which note, this week's features the end of the Cold War. It ended! I was beginning to think it didn't! Thank god for Gorbachev.)
And speaking of endings, today I handed in my examination entry form, having been somewhat emo about it last week. It's odd, seeing my degree down in black and white. Three years, eight papers, five philosophy, three politics, and that's it. The end. I'm still not sure how I feel about leaving this place.
Anyway. It's a beautiful day outside, and I should probably go to political theory lecture with ridiculously attractive lecturer, but, you know, I am still here, just sort of quiet. Not having my own laptop around means I have to actually get my coat and scarf and go out when I want to go online, so, you know, if you really need me to know something in the next couple of weeks, probably best to actually ring me.
And, also, I have started writing my
yuletide story. No, writing it. With paper and pen. Oh, look, it's 1998. Sigh.
