Jul 13, 2004 17:29
Ah well. Looks like the college course next year is oversubscribed, so despite the rather comforting insistence that there's usually a place for everyone, there isn't, it appears one for me. Purely an administrative matter, no reflection on your ability, etc. etc. I've been advised to "go find myself" - advice kindly meant, but not much use.
So I'm basically buggered for another year. Time to find a job. Most of the people I met in college will carry on next year, and I'll likely not see them again.
Meanwhile, I'm still going out with huggyrei, splitting my time between London, and Oxford.
Both locations have their problems. Far harder to visit people in London, and a great strain getting anywhere. I seem to getting on with my housemates, but in all honesty I'm probably not there often enough to tell. They are, at least, all now talking to me, which after only a year is, I understand, fairly high praise for the people involved. Certainly they are willing to put themselves out on my behalf, so I should probably assume all is well.
In Oxford, its very much easier to visit. There is a huggyrei, of course, and I get on with her housemates fairly well. There is the reoccurring problem of elleblue and noise. It looks like elleblue simply can't tolerate levels even very moderate levels of noise, and complains about noise several times a day irrespective of what she may be doing. At times, people could indeed be slightly quieter, although it is hard to label such restrictions as 'reasonable', but at others, her demands are simply unrealistic. Worse still, any noise is automatically blamed on huggyrei, irrespective of who is causing it.
I've tried my best to smooth the path, clearing up non-existent problems laid at huggyrei's door, and watching the Chronicles of Narnia as much through lip reading as anything else, but it isn't solving the problem. Its hard to stand by and watch what occasionally amounts to bullying, but I'm not sure there is much I can practically do. That elleblue is clearly suffering from a genuine problem doesn't help.
The great FLRP debacle continues. Its now abundantly clear that there is a problem, and equally abundantly clear that there won't be a discussion, if only because it would expose people to too much public stress. Its not a huge problem, but there isn't an obvious way to resolve it, and its unlikely to simply go away. The most obvious solution to my mind is simply to have people run LARPs to their taste, but whether that is practical is something that only time can tell.
Otherwise, I'm basically scouring the world for a career. I've not been in proper paid employment for far too long. This kind of thing has thrown me seriously off kilter before. I hope that doesn't happen again.
That's about it. I have a cousin dying of cancer, but noone (including him) wants to talk about it. I guess I won't be seeing him again.