That Big Post of What's Going On In My Life

For about the first time in my adult life, I'm bored. Not mildly, how do I kill an hour, or if I have to read another chapter of this book I'll explode, but oh look it's nine o'clock only eleven hours before I can go back to bed. (This is a function of a) no internet and b) no impetus to go outside. I really ought to get up and call people and say, hi, let us socialise, but I can't quite manage it.)

I exaggerate, mildly. But life has stagnated. Bristol was, on the whole, not so bad; I like the city very much - it's full of running water, and while I was there, sunshine; in general, it has the feel of a city that has no seams between itself and its landscape, sprawling merrily across water, green space and endless very steep hills. I got quite thoroughly sick of hills, but I do love any city built on water. The people I was working for were mostly from elsewhere, too, and told me where to visit and where to go and eat with the zeal of the newly converted. Accordingly, at the weekend - I was there two weeks - jacinthsong and shimgray came to visit me, and we took up a recommendation and went to eat at a certain all-you-can-eat pan-Asian buffet. It was... well, it was kind of amazing. Between us and between pauses, we ate pretty much all the noodles, sushi and fresh fruit there's ever been, flailed in the direct of a chocolate fountain and then proceeded slowly and carefully into the night. It was a nice interlude, and if any of you are ever in Bristol I rarely recommend things so highly. Especially the sushi part. (I've never met anyone else who likes sushi as much as I do, or, indeed, anyone who likes it particularly much. I suspect this is because I hang out with the wrong sorts of people.) Afterwards the party laid down their hats and collapsed, but it was worth it.

On Friday morning I got up at the crack of dawn and got on a train to Oxford, met my parents, got my keys, moved into the new place, and then went to graduate from my GDL. I actually wish I hadn't, because even though I went up there, wore a crisp white shirt and academic dress, it made me feel very fraudulent - there were many people there graduating from their first degrees, and others from their PhDs, and there was my thing of nothing much, and it didn't feel right. I have yet to graduate from my first degree, which I suppose will change things. I don't know.

( anyway, the point of this post )