First year Master's thesis is motherfucking done. All 40K of it, baby.

I handed it in a few days ago, defended it yesterday afternoon; turns out I got an excellent mark and my study director wants to nominate it for an Elizabethan Studies distinction. HOW DID MY CONCERNED RAMBLINGS ABOUT KATHERINA MINOLA TURN INTO THIS I DO NOT KNOW.

In other news: I ( Read more... )

I have done all the things. April is always an exceedingly busy month on my end, but this year, for some reason, it was exceptionally so.

I've signed up for holmestice (because another deadline is just what I need), submitted my end-of-year dissertation's first draft to my study director (which is due in June, because more deadlines! mother of god), saw a ( Read more... )

I have just had the strangest street meeting in my life.

Random Guy Handing People Flyers: Hi! Do you hate the suburbs?
Me: What?
Random Guy Handing People More Flyers: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: What?
awkward pause.
Random Guy Reaching Into His Satchel: Do you think all the people living in the suburbs of Paris are dangerous young thugs who come and ( Read more... )

Good morning, 2011!

Well, okay, afternoon. Er. On January 5th. But still, we all survived another year and didn't blow up any planets, which is very nice indeed.

I spent New Year's Eve drinking cheap wine and eating cheese and watching Sherlock with my best friend, which brings the number of people I've gotten addicted to this show to exactly two. ( ( Read more... )

Am I really starting up on school tomorrow? this is not on.

Belgium was awesome but exhausting, as I suppose it will always be, and up here the strikes are still pretty much the same, which means the Sorbonne might be again closed tomorrow. I've only class in the afternoon, thankfully enough - my schedule's pretty light this year, and I get to sleep ( Read more... )