This post has been a while in the making. For the last three or four or five days I have sat down at the computer and said 'I'm going to update my eljay!' and then other things have got in the way. Specifically, mostly, an essay that I've now given in to be marked so that I can send it off to Oxford. It'll form the majority of my philosophy ( Read more... )

I don't seem to be doing a very good job of proving that I am not dead. Four out of seven people refuse to accept it: purplefringe and wanderlight are merely unconvinced by my claims, whilst meine_kleine and lil_monk are both convinced that I am in fact undead (is it something about the underscore?). Of the remaining four people in my sample thus far, one of them has (affectionately, I ( Read more... )

Am off on holiday. Bye!

My parents want me to be doing things this summer. My mother inparticular wants them to be structured and planned and other scary things like that, as if she's scared that they'll collapse on top of my and crush me in a pile of scaffolding and angry little notes from the council being used to prop up wonky tables. Currently my plans are really ( Read more... )

Am still in Norway. The place we're staying has a pPC with free internet access for people to use. Catching up un skip300+ and cursing the evils of Scandinavian keyboard design.

I have seen lots of analysis and speulatoin that makes much sense now, and I would like to point you to slowfox's musings, cynthia_black's post and also this.

Now down to skip200. Heh.

I seem to be using internet caf€s a lot lately ( Read more... )

Bed at ten-thirty in the holidays? No longer Very Cool, parentés.