Stupidity, thy name is Liverpool.

I begin to wonder if this university is staffed by idiots on a regular basis. At the last moment they decided to tell me that they'd changed the schedule a little; moving my prose seminar to 1-4pm on Wednesdays. Good, you may think. Ah, but no, it's not. On the same day at 2-5pm I have Poetry. Gaaahh!! Why!?! I ( Read more... )

The path of my life is strewn with the cow-pats of the devil's own satanic herds! D:Basically, today was a DISASTER ( Read more... )

Woo! The Sci-Fi Channel has finally decided to be sensible and has started showing some classic Doctor Who! \o/ Warriors from the Deep is on tonight, so I'm going to watch that. (THE MYRKA!!) The Face of Evil is on now. Is good ( Read more... )

Arrgg. I'd been dreading this. My parents finally asked me if I want to do anything for my birthday this year. There is, apparently, some significance behind the number 21 that require 'special magnificence'. Their suggestions of a 'party' showed that they are strangely unaware of my lack of social life. However, I may have convinced them to pay ( Read more... )

Back to Uni tomorrow. With the bitch poetry teacher. The essay still isn't done. It's only fucking 1,500 words, which I know I can write, I do twice that in regular spurts when writing The Dinosaur Prince. But I feel motivated to write that, and not this stupid essay on stupid poetic stupid personae stupid. I could ask the lecturer about what the ( Read more... )

א בְּרֵאשִׁית בָּרָא אֱלֹהִים אֵת הַשָּׁמַיִם וְאֵת הָאָרֶץ ( Read more... )

I bloody hate Sunday afternoons. Why is there nothing to do on a Sunday afternoon ( Read more... )