So, I graduated today.

I now have a very nice, creamy, thick, watermarked piece of paper certifying that the Continuing Education Board of Oxford University has determined my exam results are up to snuff.  That's basically how they put it, which makes sense when you consider the way most of Oxford works--basically, your entire grade is based on your ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in a Starbucks above Cornmarket Street in Oxford, watching herds of tourists roaming across the plains. Oxford is a rather pleasant place, although there are far too many people in orange backpacks right now. (They've gathered outside the Starbucks, and are chanting something ( Read more... )