Shore Leave

[raven]

After three or four days' sustained effort - which has, okay, featured going to bed at five and waking up at two - I am a mere 500-word introduction short of my research project. I've covered special measures directions, I've covered Article 6, I've tossed in a bit about how race, gender, age and disability intersect with the inherent biases of an adversarial system, I've done current affairs, and I've written "In conclusion...." I'm working on the tables of cases and statutes, and am gearing up to slam my head into OSCOLA.

Next up: hoping this bastard doesn't make it to appeal, and trying not to name the whole confection "We Hate The Kids".

Still no exam results. Luckily, lots of actual exams.

And, tonight, I'm going to see Star Trek! I honestly can't remember the last time I was this excited about anything. Because, 'kay, Star Trek. Star Trek on the big screen with actual Kirk and actual Spock and actual McCoy (I heart Bones, I'm sorry, I do, his mint juleps and his massive technophobia and his little face) and actual bright lights and explosions! And y'all have said it's awesome, and I trust you. And I'm actually going to the cinema, I'm actually getting dressed and putting make-up on and going out of the house with a handbag rather than a bag full of books and buying sweeties and going to the cinema. Eeee, Star Trek. This afternoon I am happy.

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Good luck, and OMG TREK OMG OMG.