from tragedy to tragedy

Feb 13, 2009 14:16

*shakes fists at sky*

AS MANY OF YOU KNOW, I can't actually pronounce my surname. It's the ultimate tragedy, but generally I get away with it. Except there's this new guy at the Porter's lodge (where we get our post and stuff) who seriously needs a new hearing aid. Whenever I give him my name, this whole sitcom scene begins, with him looking under F and me being all NO NO, T H. He goes P H? I go T H! He goes C H? I go T, T FOR TREVOR. He goes OH! T! and together we discover that I have no new post.

This has happened five or six times now. Maybe one day, he'll remember my name.

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So winter is pretty much officially over for Cornall. The sun is out! It isn't even raining! My coat was not entirely necessary. AMAZING.

Also amazing: I got a beautifully random selection out of the library. A book on whaling, a DVD also on whaling, a book on American gayness, and one book that I actually need for my course.

YES. BOOKS ON WHALING.

BECAUSE I AM REALLY GOING TO WRITE THAT LEVIATHAN THING.

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I love this icon too much to be healthy.

rl: fal, the universe is laughing at me, writing, you are trashing my scene, i'm a bit rubbish really

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