Found out today that I got a 2:1 - its exactly what I was expecting, I did worst in the subject I was weakest at, etc etc etc. The one nice suprise (aside from the wine at the reception and lack of people to drink it) was that I did indeed get a 1st in both of my dissertations. Those lecturers who were around congratulated me and hoped to see me in a year's time when i'll have money/funding/a plan of what I want to do.
Today was also the last day of my work at the John Ruskin Library. I was expecting maybe a pat on the back on my way out, but I got no less than a card with messages by all the staff and a £10 gift voucher. I promptly went into town and got
a hardback Lovecraft collection that I've been envious of since a couple of friends both have copies. It means I can give away my two omnibus editions, and while I'll be left with only one story not in the collection that i'll need to read - the inviting-sounding "The Picture in the House" - I'll still download the misc stuff like Azathoth etc from Wikisource at some point.
Things move apace with moving - I now have a date for when the room at
magister_cain 's will be free, and a date with mother and father tomorrow to talk moving dates. I'll be back at the crapshack next weekend though for
eldpollard's visit, where I hear there will be Dungeons and Dragons. Finally, a chance to RP with people who aren't drunk!
As for other stuff - I need to have a good sit down and make proper notes for that Utena/Nana fic
melengro req'd (I completely forgot about it, sawwi :$) and I lost momentum with the Twilight thing when the night before last, instead of trying again with it I ate a whole large Domino's pizza and passed out in a pile of dirty clothes with lager all over me for seven hours. Awaking at midnight I understandably had better things to do. It's just as well, I guess - I get the feeling no-one was reading them. Was I wrong? Or (as is most likely) did I simply forget to be funny?