So...
Today I went to university to get told what on earth is happening this year. Turns out that teaching starts next week. Which means I'm going to miss one of my lectures due to Oxonmoot. But Oxonmoot is of greater importance, I think. This means I have to go in next Wednesday. Or maybe not. They screwed up the time table so that poetry and prose were on the same day at the same time. Hopefully, they'll have it sorted by Sunday at the latest, so they say.
Hmm...
Oh well.
Edit;
You know that really annoying song, 'where there's a whip there's a way'? Well, there's now a worse version of it to bore into your head;
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