I notetake on three Law modules. Only one of the three lecturers enforces the 'you do not talk when I am talking' thing. I realise the other two are young and want to be hip and all, but honestly, no. Shut them up. They are like a flock of particularly loud starlings. Loud, bratty starlings. How they made it to the second semester of their second
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I am just like you with the cold...actual pyjamas (long sleeved top and bottoms), then jumper and jacket, gloves and scarf and thurmal underwear and two pairs of socks. Otherwise I will freeze to death and DIE.
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I know! These self-heating male creatures Don Not Get It. My mum was worse, back in the day, when we lived in an old, huge, Victorian house with equally Victorian heating. She had a pink fuzzy sleep suit that came to know with awe as the Pink Panther. My dad is still on about it.
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Oh lord, taping would be horrific. I'd have to listen to the starlings twice!
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We spotted someone walking about in the building opposite this morning. We called it 'the first Wombat sighting'. We were talking about putting a banner in our kitchen window, but we couldn't decide whether we want it to say 'Need a job?' or 'Got any jobs going?' :D
Tsk, what are kids these days coming to? Starlings is very apt.
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Hee! Poor Gerry is torn between jealousy and liking his imminent extra space.
They're terrors. we were way too scared of Prof Green to ever do that in my second year lectures. He once went and had a fight with the Drama tutor who was doing a workshop in the room above because they were making too much noise (as in, any). That is my kind of discipline!
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